[Meeting] Drag Me To The Grave
03-21-2017, 10:47 PM
Population on the wild boars had become imperative. Honestly, she didn't really want to know what would happen if they got out of control. They were large, awfully tempered, and rather rude overall. Granted... they were delicious. Fortune really didn't mind that part of the issue. She'd picked off a couple breeding age females as a means of keeping them controlled. They weren't going to be wiped out, no. They would be stable but not growing. She knows well how to keep them in check. Smart when it comes to what she knows. Faite's call from nearly the other side of the universe leaves Fortune stricken. That tone was not one she was used to, and it sends her off like a bat out of hell. She's not fast. She's never been fast, and by the time she makes it to the group her heart is hammering in her chest. It's clear across the Valley she's run, panting slightly. Head high, but... wow. "Holy..." the word curses her burning chest as she moves to stand at Faite's side, looking to her sister. The Kaliq and the Kalin, standing at the head of the group... but oh the carnage. Fortune knows the scent well, unknowing entirely of what became of Ritsy. What happened to their little weirdo? fortune shock & awe |