crowell comes down the shoreline at an easy lope, paws finding wet sand without hurry. he slows as he nears the bay, stopping just short of the waterline. in the distance, he can vaguely make out the shape of another wolf.
or at least what he thinks is another wolf. cursed vision. it wasn't all that 20/20 these days.
coming closer confirms his beliefs, and he watches while the feller fishes.
while the stranger catches his meal, crowell momentarily debates challenging him for it... but a yawn convinces him otherwise. he were too sleepy for a scrap!
the greasy pirate, however, does slink closer. wading through the water where foam reaches higher on his legs. turning his head to point his one good eye in the direction of the other and his bounty.
watching in a rather uneasy way.
or at least what he thinks is another wolf. cursed vision. it wasn't all that 20/20 these days.
coming closer confirms his beliefs, and he watches while the feller fishes.
while the stranger catches his meal, crowell momentarily debates challenging him for it... but a yawn convinces him otherwise. he were too sleepy for a scrap!
the greasy pirate, however, does slink closer. wading through the water where foam reaches higher on his legs. turning his head to point his one good eye in the direction of the other and his bounty.
watching in a rather uneasy way.
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won't you carry it in - by Justiciar - 10 hours ago
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