February 10, 2024, 01:20 PM
(This post was last modified: February 10, 2024, 01:40 PM by Ulloriaq.)
Aditya's call was heard, and answered.
Though initially apprehensive, the northwoman had spurred herself onwards to greet him with a gentle chuff, almost as if she was afraid he would run off without her ever saying hello. He was, according to his son, the flighty kind.
"Have you walked this trail before?" she chose to ask. He was old, wisened. Perhaps, like Grayday, his history was intertwined closely with the ice mountain.
From here, the sunspires rose like fangs to greet the winter-white sky. In the distance, she could just about see a faint smudge of grey; the ocean. Not often had she taken the time to properly take in the beauty of their glacier.
Though initially apprehensive, the northwoman had spurred herself onwards to greet him with a gentle chuff, almost as if she was afraid he would run off without her ever saying hello. He was, according to his son, the flighty kind.
"Have you walked this trail before?" she chose to ask. He was old, wisened. Perhaps, like Grayday, his history was intertwined closely with the ice mountain.
From here, the sunspires rose like fangs to greet the winter-white sky. In the distance, she could just about see a faint smudge of grey; the ocean. Not often had she taken the time to properly take in the beauty of their glacier.
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