He morphed his walk into a slow trot as they entered the fields of wildflowers, following the riverbank as they looped around towards the great oak. The yearling enjoyed watching the flow of the water; sometimes gentle and slow-moving, other times rapid and harsh. Much like Aeronwyn, he thought as memories of the silver wraith; his pack mate, mentor and companion blurred his vision for a few heartbeats.
As the male spoke again, he flicked his ears back in thought, glad to observe the relaxed gate of Issun as he followed on. "I'm thinking either mercenary or scout," he voiced, visualising himself protecting the pack and his paws thrumming on curious new terrain. "How about you?" he queried, head tilting in interest as he awaited the soldiers' response.
As the male spoke again, he flicked his ears back in thought, glad to observe the relaxed gate of Issun as he followed on. "I'm thinking either mercenary or scout," he voiced, visualising himself protecting the pack and his paws thrumming on curious new terrain. "How about you?" he queried, head tilting in interest as he awaited the soldiers' response.
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Simba, stop trying to be a dancer - by RIP Issun - July 22, 2016, 12:43 PM
RE: Simba, stop trying to be a dancer - by Shink - July 22, 2016, 04:01 PM
RE: Simba, stop trying to be a dancer - by RIP Issun - July 22, 2016, 04:14 PM
RE: Simba, stop trying to be a dancer - by Shink - July 22, 2016, 04:35 PM
RE: Simba, stop trying to be a dancer - by RIP Issun - July 22, 2016, 04:57 PM
RE: Simba, stop trying to be a dancer - by Shink - July 23, 2016, 04:31 AM
RE: Simba, stop trying to be a dancer - by RIP Issun - July 28, 2016, 01:50 PM
RE: Simba, stop trying to be a dancer - by Shink - July 28, 2016, 02:55 PM
RE: Simba, stop trying to be a dancer - by RIP Issun - August 02, 2016, 03:12 PM