October 12, 2018, 12:51 PM
Hey there! ~waves back~ Sorry I took so long-
We’re gonna be having them travel to Shadewood so from the space of the shores, we could either have them in The Sentinels, or in Deepwood Weald.
I had had a plan to end our current thread where they would find a nice den in the forest, just up on the ledge he led her on, that way we could start a fresh one with a nice day of activity and travel. ^-^ but of course, if there’s anything you’d like to add or include, don’t hesitate to let me know ;3 Also, you have PMs disabled on both accounts, RIP.
We’re gonna be having them travel to Shadewood so from the space of the shores, we could either have them in The Sentinels, or in Deepwood Weald.
I had had a plan to end our current thread where they would find a nice den in the forest, just up on the ledge he led her on, that way we could start a fresh one with a nice day of activity and travel. ^-^ but of course, if there’s anything you’d like to add or include, don’t hesitate to let me know ;3 Also, you have PMs disabled on both accounts, RIP.
He wasn't daft in any manner; the slightest second the ridge of mud and roots became to much to bear, he witnessed her determination to scale it with the ferocity of someone who had been downed too much to be left behind any longer. She was going to fight for what she wanted, and somewhere in the thick mold of iceberg in his chest, the first drip of warmth began. Glacials watched her make the perilous journey upwards to him, and a couple of waves of his flag illustrated his impressment of her feat.
As her eerie gems met his, he responded to the inquisitive silence with his actions - nosing the ruffle of bush before them, a thick borough of knotted and gnarled tree roots were atop a finely dugout hole large enough to fit a bear and her brood. Turns out this was the exact place where he was mauled by a bear. Had his uncle Slade not come rampaging through the whickerbasket of foliage like a bear in his own right, Cry might not have escaped that day. Luckily the scars upon his back were just scars. His ribs had healed, and his onyx hide had covered the majority of the old damage. Yet though they were protected from the pelting of water, the wind surrounded them with adequate rolls of hearty magnitude, and his fur ruffled to it. And with the lashing, the dark grey glimmer of scars were minorly exposed.
Everyone had their past, and though his eyes hid it, his body could not.
A calm maw pointed to the entrance, still bedded inside with the rabbit and deer hides he salvaged through his time around the area. Had she chosen to venture inside, he would seat himself in the upperleft corner of the entrance just outside of the insulated den. Despite there being plenty of room for them both and atleast 2 others, he would rather give her space and allow himself to guard their hidden respite. If she wanted to exchange words however, which he doubted, he would be out there for her.
As her eerie gems met his, he responded to the inquisitive silence with his actions - nosing the ruffle of bush before them, a thick borough of knotted and gnarled tree roots were atop a finely dugout hole large enough to fit a bear and her brood. Turns out this was the exact place where he was mauled by a bear. Had his uncle Slade not come rampaging through the whickerbasket of foliage like a bear in his own right, Cry might not have escaped that day. Luckily the scars upon his back were just scars. His ribs had healed, and his onyx hide had covered the majority of the old damage. Yet though they were protected from the pelting of water, the wind surrounded them with adequate rolls of hearty magnitude, and his fur ruffled to it. And with the lashing, the dark grey glimmer of scars were minorly exposed.
Everyone had their past, and though his eyes hid it, his body could not.
A calm maw pointed to the entrance, still bedded inside with the rabbit and deer hides he salvaged through his time around the area. Had she chosen to venture inside, he would seat himself in the upperleft corner of the entrance just outside of the insulated den. Despite there being plenty of room for them both and atleast 2 others, he would rather give her space and allow himself to guard their hidden respite. If she wanted to exchange words however, which he doubted, he would be out there for her.
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You were alone - by Kai - October 11, 2018, 10:13 AM
RE: You were alone - by Cry - October 11, 2018, 12:59 PM
RE: You were alone - by Kai - October 11, 2018, 01:29 PM
RE: You were alone - by Cry - October 11, 2018, 02:10 PM
RE: You were alone - by Kai - October 11, 2018, 02:23 PM
RE: You were alone - by Cry - October 11, 2018, 02:44 PM
RE: You were alone - by Kai - October 11, 2018, 02:57 PM
RE: You were alone - by Cry - October 11, 2018, 03:47 PM
RE: You were alone - by Kai - October 12, 2018, 05:06 AM
RE: You were alone - by Cry - October 12, 2018, 12:51 PM
RE: You were alone - by Kai - October 12, 2018, 01:08 PM
RE: You were alone - by Cry - October 12, 2018, 02:43 PM
RE: You were alone - by Kai - October 12, 2018, 03:02 PM
RE: You were alone - by Cry - October 12, 2018, 04:34 PM
RE: You were alone - by Kai - October 15, 2018, 06:38 AM
RE: You were alone - by Cry - October 16, 2018, 04:04 PM