★ Sticky Tar Pits [Intellect event]
03-21-2018, 07:26 PM
(This post was last modified: 09-05-2020, 09:45 PM by Torin.)
Well this was just perfect! Torin was ankle deep in the sticky black substance. A peaceful walk beyond the pack lands had turned quickly from calming to annoying to genuinely concerning. Not only that the fog was rolling in, clogging his sense of smell and boxing in his sight. Torin tried to lift his paws from the Tar, the resistance was much more than he might have ever thought possible. That made sense of course... It wasn't as though he wasn't aware how dangers this substance could be. Casting his gaze about the man searched desperately for anyone else who might be able to help him. "Is anyone there?" His voice, despite the rising panic in his chest, was even, almost calm. |
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