Wolf RPG

The large brute had spent most of the day scaling down the treacherous journey to the beautiful forest that appeared a welcomed reprieve from the sleeting weather that came with the altitude. He had stolen away from his traveling partner in the early hours of the morn. There was much to be mulled over in the vast chasms of his mind while she rested after their travels, and the thought of rest was not fancied. A question lingered within him.

Omnium wove through the forest with satisfaction as the sleet turned to gentle rain in the lower elevation. That was one less problem he would have to sort himself out of today, and he was appreciative of that. He welcomed the new scenery to distract him, but the new fixation was brief in it's purpose. A purposeful walk permitted his clearance of much ground as Omnium made his way to the pool lying at the center that had been spotted at the top.

He came to a stop beside it. A mottled brown figure amongst a peaceful bank. A yellow gaze staring down at the rain's fragmented image of his features, and it mirrored the turmoil within his thoughts. The brute willed to find a miniscule amount of courage within himself to handle the looming end of the line for his travels. Omnium wished to handle the fleeting moments of companionship with the same confidence that lonesomeness had given him once before.

The grotto was a remarkable place- one that Lilia felt was like a secret, known to very few. Not all wolves would spend the amount of time it took to scale the ledges to descend down into the earth, and some might fear they’d lose their nerve halfway down. Lilia had come this way a few times before- and it was with that practice that enabled her to know which ledges to trust, and which to skip over.

The air was cool and still, and the rain more forgiving within the deep forest. She could smell that there was another wolf in the area, but in spite of the reality of being in a very large pit with a complete stranger, she expected little danger. This was a peaceful place; she suspected any who came here were likely just in search of a bit of quiet.

Like the other wolf, she too was drawn to the water source which she knew would be fresh and cold, bearing a slightly mineral taste. She approached the water’s edge and cast a soft glance in his direction, before she waded in up to her ankles and began to drink.

Omnium

Ameline