Stavanger Bay lay low our warriors of old
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The incoming storm had made Floki nervous, but eventually he fell into a fitful sleep. His nose, ears, and paws twitched restlessly as he dreamed of thunder and lightning and torrential rain. When the wind truly began to howl outside the den, he jerked awake, blue eyes snapping open immediately and quickly adjusting to the darkness.

Silhouetted against the murky atmosphere was Ragna, poised at the mouth of the den. A shiver raced down Floki's spine, and he wasn't sure if it was caused by the plunging temperature or by fear. Worried for his sister's safety, he took to his feet and followed her, coming to a halt at her shoulder. Silently, he took in the storm, watching as wind and rain whipped leaves and branches into a frenzy and stirred up the sandy earth.

Floki's ears flattened against his head and he nudged Ragna with his muzzle, wishing that she would return to the back of the den and curl up with him.
Messages In This Thread
lay low our warriors of old - by Ragna - July 19, 2015, 04:38 AM
RE: lay low our warriors of old - by Floki - July 19, 2015, 01:42 PM
RE: lay low our warriors of old - by Ragna - August 03, 2015, 06:19 PM
RE: lay low our warriors of old - by Floki - August 04, 2015, 11:39 PM
RE: lay low our warriors of old - by Ragna - August 17, 2015, 06:34 PM
RE: lay low our warriors of old - by Floki - August 19, 2015, 08:55 PM