In The Desert You Can Remember Your Name
12-06-2017, 09:25 PM
(This post was last modified: 08-28-2020, 10:40 AM by Torin.)
He probably should not have been out in the desert past sun down, but then when had he made good decisions lately? The air was cooling quickly, the heat from the sand quickly dissipating. The chill of winter could be felt on the dry and Torin was grateful for his thick coat. It was almost unbearable in the summer but now in winter and at night he could only be thankful. Still he'd likely need to find some shelter soon, traveling back to the pack lands at night was even too dumb for him to consider so he was on the lookout for some place he could just slip into and rest for a few hours before he could head out again in the morning. A glow caught his eye and he almost unconsciously altered his trajectory and was pulled towards the light. It was coming from a hole in the ground and Torin was silently thankful. He lowered himself down to the mouth of the cave, he was about halfway through when his sight adjusted and he suddenly realized he wasn't alone. Torin froze suddenly unsure what to do. |
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