Fairspell Meadow sangre

A silver paw dangled past his shoulder and he gripped it briefly, pulling her upwards as one would adjust a pack. An ear twitched as the silver woman repeated that name again. Juárez. He pondered briefly if she had him mistaken. He'd be sorry to disappoint if that was the case. He also considered she may have had too much sun at that point. She'd have to bear it a bit longer.

He slowly drew a breath, eyes lifting towards the mesa in the distance. A destination in sight, now just the matter of getting there. Exhaling, he began a steady pace towards the mesa.

will start a new thread at akashingo to continue <3