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Reyson had managed to geth through the night. He had a few nightmares, but @Meadow had been there to calm him immediately. And he hadn't been as rough as he usually was. He had been about to agree to go home when the first rays of the sun rose. And he took a deep breath of the morning air. And realized he had made it another day. Another day earth side. And for that he was pleased.
He stared out into the early morning light. Eyes falling on the packs that had begun to stir. He shook his broad shoulders and licked a few pieces of fur down. Then slowly began a preamble along the small borders of their current encampment. Working out the kinks and the joints that had locked up. The scars on his face showing up stark in teh early light.
He stared out into the early morning light. Eyes falling on the packs that had begun to stir. He shook his broad shoulders and licked a few pieces of fur down. Then slowly began a preamble along the small borders of their current encampment. Working out the kinks and the joints that had locked up. The scars on his face showing up stark in teh early light.
I will be building Reyson's personality largely in character. So his general personality and mannerisms may change as I learn more about him. I am fine with some plots with him as long as all parties are comfortable and know what is to be expected.
Yesterday, 01:24 AM
It seemed this wolf had the same idea. Early morning, no others around.
Pepper enjoyed the sense of community, but he was near-ready to be back home. He enjoyed his den shared only by one other.
The wolf seemed worse-off than he was. Older, too.
His pace quickened until he was beside him, now seeing the scarring. He'd seen the wolf the day before, but hadn't spoken to him.
"Was beginnin' to think I was the oldest here," he jabbed, though his tone was friendly.
Pepper enjoyed the sense of community, but he was near-ready to be back home. He enjoyed his den shared only by one other.
The wolf seemed worse-off than he was. Older, too.
His pace quickened until he was beside him, now seeing the scarring. He'd seen the wolf the day before, but hadn't spoken to him.
"Was beginnin' to think I was the oldest here," he jabbed, though his tone was friendly.
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Yesterday, 03:12 PM
Reyson did better in the morning. Granted he had learned long ago to survive on very little sleep, but as he had aged. He'd be lying if he said he didn't enjoy it just a little more. And the pain in his limbs was hard in the early morning.
Reyson tilted his ear forward.
The scarring upon his body, born from years of conflict and soldiering. And he was not ashamed.
Reyson tilted his ear forward.
Naw there's a few of us old ones here.
The scarring upon his body, born from years of conflict and soldiering. And he was not ashamed.
I'm Reyson Ebonywood of Sun Mote Copse.
I will be building Reyson's personality largely in character. So his general personality and mannerisms may change as I learn more about him. I am fine with some plots with him as long as all parties are comfortable and know what is to be expected.
It felt odd to be on the other side. Like only last week he was young. Too young to enjoy the company of the older wolves. But now he was beginning to feel the opposite. He liked the slower pace.
The wolf, up close, carried many more scars than he could initially see. Scars one wouldn't just happen upon while living life unless they were sought out.
"Pepper." he stated. "From Sapphique," he added, after a moment.
He kept pace with the man as they walked.
"That one's west o' here, yeah?"
He'd heard of packs in the area by now, but knew little more than names.
The wolf, up close, carried many more scars than he could initially see. Scars one wouldn't just happen upon while living life unless they were sought out.
"Pepper." he stated. "From Sapphique," he added, after a moment.
He kept pace with the man as they walked.
"That one's west o' here, yeah?"
He'd heard of packs in the area by now, but knew little more than names.
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