Shadewood After all this time.

Mature Content Warning

This thread has been marked as mature. By reading and/or participating in this thread, you acknowledge that you are of age or have permission from your parents to do so.

The participants have indicated the following reason(s) for this warning: Swears, artok swears

Adlartok Arrluk stepped into large forests overshadowed with shade and dangling vines in his face. He sniffed and snarled, hated being back here, but for some unknown reason even to himself, here he fucking was. He had no idea if anyone was still alive, and really no part of him cared, except for maybe Miss. Scarlett or Desna. But even he wasn't sure about Desna, if he was even remembering her name correctly. He moved forward as always his right shoulder pulling tight and adding a limp, but he had learned to deal with it. Hence the reason even more scars marred his already ruined leg and back. He twitched his tail and continued forward, golden eyes on the surrounding area.

He licked his lips and continued forward. Hell he groaned. He was an older wolf now, had grown into his size and his darkness. Despite his age, he was as healthy as could be expected, not yet ready for death.  Unless someone took him by blood or violence.