Testing Time (Meeting)
01-01-2016, 09:06 PM
The young man too had noticed the peculiar melting of the snow and the rising of the rapids, and he saw it as a sign. Perhaps his father was angry with him for whatever reason he couldn't quite decipher. Surely the spirit wasn't still disappointed with him because of his wonderful contribution to the siege. However, he wasn't aware of the mock-up war that the Azat had planned, and the opportunity to make a difference.
The melted snow had also soaked the surrounding green, making it lush though also sludgy with mud. Stained ebony paws lifted as he trudged his way through the muck. The foul substance didn't really show up against his chestnut fur, unlike the leader whose alabaster legs were covered in it. A pang of disappointment brew in his chest when he didn't see a familiar blue pelt within the crowd. Instead, he seated himself by Karabela, exchanged a small greeting and waited for his friend to arrive. Would she get jealous seeing him beside another girl? Well, she did the same with Lark, so why couldn't he? |
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