Nashor's Tooth {Training}
02-21-2017, 12:55 PM
True to form, Merlin showed up late to the meeting and covered in mud.
He had been put by a slower part of the river "fishing" for hours and had "accidentally" slipped down the muddy bank like an otter. Multiple times. Eventually he had given up all pretext of fishing and just spent the rest of the time just sliding. When his dad's voice had reached him, it had taken some time for him to wallow his way out of the muck and cross the pack lands to find the group. It was with joy that he spotted some of his siblings among those waiting and through himself into their midst with puppyish abandon, giving Finch, Lark, Sparrow, and Bass equally snobbery, muddy kisses, heedless of who else might be caught up in his generous mudding.
He had been put by a slower part of the river "fishing" for hours and had "accidentally" slipped down the muddy bank like an otter. Multiple times. Eventually he had given up all pretext of fishing and just spent the rest of the time just sliding. When his dad's voice had reached him, it had taken some time for him to wallow his way out of the muck and cross the pack lands to find the group. It was with joy that he spotted some of his siblings among those waiting and through himself into their midst with puppyish abandon, giving Finch, Lark, Sparrow, and Bass equally snobbery, muddy kisses, heedless of who else might be caught up in his generous mudding.