Where The Ends Meet Up Again
07-29-2016, 06:59 PM
Arsenal wasn't the most agile, although part of him did want to cling to the branches of a tree. A lower one, anyways; he didn't want to risk falling and breaking his neck if he did decide to climb onto one of the branches. Besides, the gray hued wolf could see the sunset just fine from where he was, safe on the ground, with no risk of falling and getting hurt. Or, rather, not any that he knew of; he wasn't sure if there was anything here that could cause an injury, in the ground. Lowering his head, he continued on his way, until the sight of movement barely caught his mismatched gaze. Another wolf, climbing further up the tree, already past where he could talk to her without raising his voice. Which he wasn't sure if he wanted to, anyways; she'd probably fall on him or something, if he called out to the stranger now. Staring up at where she was, he stepped back some, enough to make sure she wouldn't fall on him if she did end up falling. He'd feel bad if the stranger got injured, but it was a strange thing to do, climbing the branches. Besides, he didn't want another wolf suddenly falling on him from such a height.