Setting this previous to his new thread with Fennec
He never ranged far from Akashingo’s great height, always ever so sure to remain in earshot just in case he was needed.
Not that he wanted to be. It rankled, living in the shadows of the mountain, his father’s mountain, as far as he knew at least. Had he known Mereo was gone, he wouldn’t have been here.
Aquillius would have already been gone, marching into the mountains to find whatever remained of his former pack and demand to know where his father was.
But, Aquillius did not know. So, he stewed as he loped steadily after a rather young antelope calf he’d been following from the Steppes. It had separated from its mother a long while ago, it seemed, but was still running from him.
He’d catch up. Eventually. He was going to think until such a time.
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that the people would see me too as a poet - by Aquillius - March 07, 2023, 01:09 PM
RE: that the people would see me too as a poet - by Naberius - March 10, 2023, 01:22 PM
RE: that the people would see me too as a poet - by Aquillius - March 11, 2023, 02:36 PM
RE: that the people would see me too as a poet - by Naberius - March 11, 2023, 10:58 PM
RE: that the people would see me too as a poet - by Aquillius - March 12, 2023, 01:51 PM
RE: that the people would see me too as a poet - by Naberius - March 13, 2023, 09:35 PM
RE: that the people would see me too as a poet - by Aquillius - March 18, 2023, 09:38 AM
RE: that the people would see me too as a poet - by Naberius - March 18, 2023, 06:42 PM
RE: that the people would see me too as a poet - by Aquillius - April 02, 2023, 07:35 AM
RE: that the people would see me too as a poet - by Naberius - April 23, 2023, 08:33 PM