Tragedy of Perfection
02-29-2016, 04:40 PM
It'd taken him what felt like ages. Years even! Well okay, not years, but for him it had taken far too long. All the stories of Valhalla, Erani, Surreal, and the rest of his family was what had driven him here. Though he'd never met Surreal he heard so much about her and her ideas to recreate Valhalla and it excited him. Granted he had a vague idea of what Surreal looked like, but other than that he wasn't quite sure what he was doing. He had had no idea of the location of Celestial so it'd taken some asking around to get here. It wasn't long though before he was sent in the right direction and here he was! The territories were definitely a good choice. He mused to himself. He was aware of the lake and then the very famous Vericona Plains where the old Valhalla had resided. Where the rest of the west seemed... well very barren the plains boasted of life. It wasn't all desert-y like the majority of the territories in this area of Alacritia and Dagger certainly approved. The darkness of his pelt didn't exactly make the heat comfortable, but his fur was short so it wasn't unbearable. If he was lucky he'd be well on his way towards the lake to cool off in no time. Assuming their meeting went well of course. He could only hope. The large male shifted on antsy paws as he realized he couldn't procrastinate forever. So he raised his head letting out a loud enough howl to echo across the two territories Celestial had claimed. It was a rather excited howl, but he could hardly help it. Walk, "Talk" Think |
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