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[M]Fool's playground



Amon

Loner

age
5 Years
gender
Male
gems
354
size
Dire wolf
build
Heavy
posts
163
player
Fox

Famous
02-26-2017, 11:31 PM



TEAs it was, Amon was hot on his son's heels. The humidity of the day forced the dark brute in search of water, of relief. The smell of it drew him to this place long before the trace of something just as familiar. Another member of his family. Ears perked atop his head and he, like Archon he supposed, was drawn towards the scent. Lo and behold, there she lay in the water, belly up. He did not know quite what to make of his niece's antics, but his surprise at seeing her outweighed his otherwise negative judgement. "Abyzou," he greeted in a welcoming tone, uncertain if she could even hear him. It had been several weeks since he had last seen his brother and sister, and his sister's young whelp. She was the only survivor of her litter, but she bore enough spirit to more than make up for the absence of her littermates, in his opinion.

He did not know that Ana and Adra had followed so close behind him. "Where is your mother, young one?" he asked in a gentle yet firm tone. He sat, sweeping his tail around to curl beside his paws. He cast a look to Archon and found him equally surprised to find her there. He had not know either then. "I have sensed nothing," he directed towards his son, wanting to confirm beyond a doubt that this was a new development. Perhaps he ought to call his children in to scout the area, find wherever Anamalech and Adramalech were wandering and at the very least notify them of their presence.
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Amon is prone to foul language, insulting comments, and the occasional act of violence.
His children are welcome in any and all of his threads!