Where the apple falls
08-28-2016, 02:49 PM
(This post was last modified: 08-28-2016, 02:49 PM by Rivaxorus II.)
He had decided to venture out again. After walking over and over, he was beginning to get used to having his wounds on him. Rivaxorus couldn't wait for them to be gone though - getting used to it didn't mean he liked it. The male had learned how to move without reopening it and even had been able to wash and make sure that it was clean. Thanks to Armai - it was healing nicely. Sure his skin would scar, but his fur would probably grow over it. Aside for the one on the top of his head, his left side would be left with just a scar on the skin underneath that bulk of his.
Rivaxorus started to enjoy his walk around the plains. Heat baring down on him. Perhaps he should have considered making a trip up north. It was cooler there, and if he asked Zephyra about it. They could send the summer there if it meant that they'd be cool. Now he was actually enjoying the thought... of being a loner maybe. |
