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*Cortez* · 10-15-2016, 05:03 PM

Commands of a ruling royal became nothing but a distant eerie whisper, words merely plaguing fatigued beast to keep him going. A mission entrusted to someone such as himself, a royal guard, there was no room for fail despite being ordered to retrieve deserters. Little discern presented itself with such an absurd idea that risked both his life and overall pride to fulfill a task, which may never be completed. Finally, after seemingly ages of traveling within nothing but the current and pure leg strength. Herz hit the peak of his stamina, succumbing to darkness's dangerous grip and loosing conscious not far from the shore itself.

Tumbling onto solid ground had been painfully obvious despite being lost to darkness itself. Limbs tossed every which way until finally, he became grounded like an anchor upon soft sands. Rolling waves crashed upon limp frame and cascaded over him to drench fur once again, process only repeating itself as if he had became a rock on the shores he landed on. Muscles ached and cried even in a forced slumbering state, causing severe flinching due to pain. The beautiful receding sun would be missed today, but the next night display wouldn't be missed.

Golden eyes fluttered opened to find himself upon unknown lands and suddenly he questioned how he even survived. Wet thick pelt clung against large body as water still splashed against him, strained muscles visibly rippling due to clinging fur as he attempted to gain traction on strange sands. Peculiar canine features presented itself upon the saddled beast, large ears becoming a blessing and long tail standing still along the ground due to sloped posture. Faint fluttering memories danced along fuzzy thoughts, but soon it had hit Herz all at once. There really was no time to be standing around and regaining composure despite needing to rest, he had been trained to endure even things like this. He needed to talk to natives and evaluate the land as well as find the deserters. Herz would need a false identity to mask any trail tied towards himself.

From now on Herz would be known as Cortez.

Sudden intake of air forced angular maw to part, but what forced out had been seawater and it caused even more burning pain within the prideful guard. A rumbling growl formed once possible despite underlining pain accompanying such an action, though it wouldn't be visibly presented due to his own pride being on the line. Brows furrowed in displeasure towards foul situation at hand and then he was off. Canine features of royal guard offered a unique trot, strong long strides that offered a flowing bounce that didn't completely throw the beast off. Joints stayed completely limp to absorb impact on unknown terrain, while ears barely turned to attempt and listen for any movement over crashing waves. Large head raised itself high in a proud manner, offering self confidence in an extreme manner due being raised as such. A valuable excuse could be searching for lone souls to offer conversation. Just as the thought crossed his mind and a slight turn of the skull was offered, a lone dark ashen wolf was found on cue.

Perhaps it was the fact that the male was suddenly deciding to observe scenery around himself, but it turned out to be beautiful. Attention usually keeping itself upon strangers had strayed away towards the sky. Moonlight shined bright within the dark sky, rays of light seemed to leave a trail which allowed his maw to follow and eyes end up on the obsidian shore. It shined and sparkled as the stars above, just as if the fallen ones had washed to the shore just as he had. Though that was just absurd. A loud snort expelled itself through nostrils to express distaste of even such a childish thought and clear his cloudy mind.

"Sorry to interrupt you." Words escaped the shepherd in a deep gruff voice, authoritative even without trying, despite dry mouth due to saltwater. Paws kept sinking into sand as he approached even further at a slower pace, and finally stopping at a safe distance if the unknown soul decided to attack. "If you wish to rest, then I do understand, though if you have the time to speak. I have a few questions." Without a single change of tone, visage would merely stay a blank slate to change depending on how things went with this ashen female.

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