★ Lizard Hunting [Hunting event]
12-27-2017, 04:41 PM
Brandr had wandered far to the west. The winter in Abaven had been rough and with everything going on and the thread of new invaders he'd needed a walk to put his mind at ease. Well… swim, technically. Brandr crawled out onto a new island and shook out his coat, pausing to lap a little at the salt that clung to his fur. He hoped he wouldn't shrivel up or something. He'd never been swimming in salt water though he'd seen and smelt the ocean before, even tasted it as a pup.
Brandr started trotting along, nostrils flaring as he explored the island and tried to get a sense for what sort of life lived here. If there was anything. Maybe he'd found his own deserted island. Movement caught his eye and quickly squashed any notion of solitude. Brandr whipped his head to the side to see a giant black and white lizard. Oh lord, what the frick was that? Brandr took a few steps back. Had it seen him?
Brandr started trotting along, nostrils flaring as he explored the island and tried to get a sense for what sort of life lived here. If there was anything. Maybe he'd found his own deserted island. Movement caught his eye and quickly squashed any notion of solitude. Brandr whipped his head to the side to see a giant black and white lizard. Oh lord, what the frick was that? Brandr took a few steps back. Had it seen him?