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Georgia On My Mind



Oleander I

Loner

age
4 Years
gender
Male
gems
0
size
Medium
build
Light
posts
47
player
Evelyn
06-08-2016, 01:33 PM


Cause we're counting on stars

They had decided to make their home in the nearby lands, somewhere called the Range. The broken down barn made for the perfect shelter from the elements, but otherwise him and Cedar just slept outside under the stars. The winter was mild enough to allow it, and it was nice to stay by the plants. Oleander spoke to them often, his usual habit that he picked up when he was just a child. It didn't even bother his jackal companion like it used to, to him it was simply the norm for his brother. Sometimes he rolled his eyes, but otherwise Cedar left it alone. He was generally busy keeping pests away from the crops anyways.

Just because they had found a home though, that didn't mean that they were going to stay there forever. This land was still so new to them, with many places to explore. They decided to start with the nearby lands, walking into a large forest. Or, what he thought was a forest. Ollie looked with surprise as the trees grew in nearly straight lines, strange paths cutting between the trees. Sniffing the air, there was still a faint scent of rotting fruit. Oh, so these were fruit trees? Maybe he could find some seeds and store them away for planting in the spring. Excited, he bounded down the line of leafless trees, looking for any fallen seeds. Cedar trailed behind, the smaller canine kept his eye on the horizon. He was more unsure about these lands, there could be a lot of danger here that they had no idea how to handle. Their home had been a peaceful one, full of traders, farmers, and nomads. The jackal huffed, trotting behind his brother. "Utinam fias cautior," He hissed, but Oleander payed no mind to his constant companion. If Cedar wanted to be the cautious one, he could. Ollie was just excited to find some seeds for his store, he hadn't even started one here. Nose to the ground, his dark teal eyes scanned the ground. Finding the pit of a peach, he yipped and picked it up in his jaws, careful not to puncture the outer shell. He could plant this in their new home! It would take a long time to bare fruit, but it would be able to cross pollinate with these ones here. It would grow fruit, but not for a number of years. His gray tail wagged, and he started to look for more. Oleander would grow a garden that would put his parent's to shame!

"SPEAK" -- "CEDAR SPEAKS"


Oleander speaks Latin, but is fluent in English. Cedar is a black backed jackal and is always with Ollie unless otherwise stated.