February 11, 2018, 02:06 PM
(This post was last modified: February 11, 2018, 02:12 PM by Rathbone.)
the smell of a woman drew his travel forth; he did not realize he was gravitating towards her until he got close enough to smell her wound. he draws his tongue over his muzzle, slowing as he nears her while keeping a respectable distance between them. he was large; although this woman looked like she could fare well on her own he was used to them fearing his presence, and as such normally took precautions when he was alone with them.
ahnok, dii vahdin,he calls to her, looking to gain her attention if he has not already.
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when the dark wood fell before me, and the paths were overgrown - by Rathbone - February 11, 2018, 12:42 PM
RE: when the dark wood fell before me, and the paths were overgrown - by Tree - February 11, 2018, 01:54 PM
RE: when the dark wood fell before me, and the paths were overgrown - by Rathbone - February 11, 2018, 02:06 PM
RE: when the dark wood fell before me, and the paths were overgrown - by Tree - February 11, 2018, 02:24 PM
RE: when the dark wood fell before me, and the paths were overgrown - by Rathbone - February 11, 2018, 02:29 PM
RE: when the dark wood fell before me, and the paths were overgrown - by Tree - February 11, 2018, 02:46 PM
RE: when the dark wood fell before me, and the paths were overgrown - by Rathbone - February 11, 2018, 02:59 PM
RE: when the dark wood fell before me, and the paths were overgrown - by Tree - February 11, 2018, 06:09 PM