And let the doorknob hitya where the good Lord splitya!
11-02-2015, 01:08 PM
The giant male introduced these lands as Druid's Moor, and he nodded his head sharply, committing the name to memory. If he truly wanted to explore all of Alacritia he was going to have to remember the name of the lands. But it would seem that he wasn't the only one to find this place curious, a speckled female showing her face and asking about the rock formation behind the giant man. He was distracted for a moment, his ears pulling back slightly as three was very much a crowd for the nervous boy. He was still new to this place, and it made him even more skittish that there were two wolves here who probably knew the landscape a lot better than he did, if he tried to flee he would most likely end up in a ditch somewhere. He listened as the other male told the female that they were relics from a long time ago, and he wondered if he was talking about the humans. His mother was old enough to remember tales from her parents, who lived during the time that humans still thought that they ruled the world, before the era of the wolf. Blinking his mint green eyes, he tore his gaze away from the rocks and focused on the tinted blue male again, remembering that he had told him to ask his question. Feeling even less at ease with the female there, he shuffled his weight across his paws as he cleared his throat, trying to keep his face as stoic as possible. "I'm looking for my sister. Well. Half sister. Mercy Destruction. Do you know her?" he asked in his broken manner. He knew that it was most likely a long shot, he knew that there were probably thousands of wolves that made their home here, what were the chances that the first wolf he ran into would know her. His head swung around to the female, an awkward smile lasting a whole two seconds on his maw. "And you miss? Do you?" he asked, grey head tilted to the side. He was hopeful, which may be a stupid idea. |
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