February 11, 2018, 02:59 PM
(This post was last modified: February 11, 2018, 03:00 PM by Rathbone.)
it seemed to him as if many wolves were trying to lay claim to this mountain (or at least reside here), but he kept the information to himself for now. although she did not smell his previous companion, he could never be too sure.
nan'uk,he proclaimed with pride after she had introduced herself, and he gave a subtle dip of his head. he surveyed her once more, casting his eye over the earth tones that graced her form. well, he supposed, she did kind of look like a tree. just as he kind of resembled the nan'uk.
he chooses his next words carefully, mulling them over before he speaks again.
far north. band of wolves; zeymah do fin brom.his brows furrow, but ultimately he is unable to come up with a translation he is happy with.
starved.
he is quick to change the subject.
have been staying here. this okay?
feel free to tag me in anything
« Next Oldest | Next Newest »
Messages In This Thread
when the dark wood fell before me, and the paths were overgrown - by Rathbone - February 11, 2018, 12:42 PM
RE: when the dark wood fell before me, and the paths were overgrown - by Tree - February 11, 2018, 01:54 PM
RE: when the dark wood fell before me, and the paths were overgrown - by Rathbone - February 11, 2018, 02:06 PM
RE: when the dark wood fell before me, and the paths were overgrown - by Tree - February 11, 2018, 02:24 PM
RE: when the dark wood fell before me, and the paths were overgrown - by Rathbone - February 11, 2018, 02:29 PM
RE: when the dark wood fell before me, and the paths were overgrown - by Tree - February 11, 2018, 02:46 PM
RE: when the dark wood fell before me, and the paths were overgrown - by Rathbone - February 11, 2018, 02:59 PM
RE: when the dark wood fell before me, and the paths were overgrown - by Tree - February 11, 2018, 06:09 PM