October 09, 2017, 07:23 PM
@Eske perhaps we could get a spar in :P
Cecil roamed, with a sulk on his maw. His shoulders slopped at an unatural angle for the normally self assured male. It had been days since Thuringwethil had left, and they had yet to return. He wasn't worried. He knew the prowess of his Heda, her skills in battle. It was to early to worry. However his own neglegence was cause for his distress. With a heavy sigh, Cecil dropped to the ground. The stary nigth above him, the moon his only companion. It was times like this that he would seek out Corva. However he wasn't sure where he stood with her. It was times like this were his lonelyness ached the loudest.