May 06, 2014, 02:36 AM
OOC: Ah, my utmost of thanks, Sir/Madame. A shame I missed that bit in the rules. Alas, one or two bits unfortunately always slip through the fissure on these sites for myself.
In both panic and bewilderment Samson wriggled and flailed his way back upright. Very few times had the large Dog been uprooted so suddenly like that. Quickly Samson's erratic scans of the area locked upon a smaller Dog quite a bit too close to him. A smaller canine that had a coat smudged with tan and shades of gray. Whatever the Dog was, it was of no kind Samson had ever seen, though that hardly mattered, he'd seen more kinds of Dog than he'd seen kinds of bird or even buildings. The large Dog had bared his teeth, lowered and snarling, close to bark when the smaller canine spoke.
Guidance? Coupled with a grin already made him wary, though he readjusted to stand normally; at her size he doubted the Dog would be much a threat. Samson needed no guidance. What fool would need guidance to the giant rock that loomed so close him? "Teekon Wilds?" He mimicked with inexperience, the words were new to him, such that they were more a jumble of syllables than anything.
"Don't have the faintest as to what Teekon Wilds are," Samson began, voice slow, certain, and resonant, "Though I am not lost. Going that way I am," a nod of his head towards the rock behemoths he could see through the canopy, "Don't need more direction than that."
In both panic and bewilderment Samson wriggled and flailed his way back upright. Very few times had the large Dog been uprooted so suddenly like that. Quickly Samson's erratic scans of the area locked upon a smaller Dog quite a bit too close to him. A smaller canine that had a coat smudged with tan and shades of gray. Whatever the Dog was, it was of no kind Samson had ever seen, though that hardly mattered, he'd seen more kinds of Dog than he'd seen kinds of bird or even buildings. The large Dog had bared his teeth, lowered and snarling, close to bark when the smaller canine spoke.
Guidance? Coupled with a grin already made him wary, though he readjusted to stand normally; at her size he doubted the Dog would be much a threat. Samson needed no guidance. What fool would need guidance to the giant rock that loomed so close him? "Teekon Wilds?" He mimicked with inexperience, the words were new to him, such that they were more a jumble of syllables than anything.
"Don't have the faintest as to what Teekon Wilds are," Samson began, voice slow, certain, and resonant, "Though I am not lost. Going that way I am," a nod of his head towards the rock behemoths he could see through the canopy, "Don't need more direction than that."
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A First Step into the Wild - by Samson - May 05, 2014, 12:35 AM
RE: A First Step into the Wild - by Macawi - May 05, 2014, 01:32 PM
RE: A First Step into the Wild - by Samson - May 06, 2014, 02:36 AM