Heave Ho, Thieves and Beggars
04-08-2018, 07:35 PM
(This post was last modified: 04-08-2018, 07:45 PM by Armando.)
On silent paws Casanova crept across a sturdy pine bough. The trees grew so close together on this side of the island that once he reached the end of one limb he simply stepped onto one that belonged to an adjacent tree. He carried on in this way for some time, silently moving from tree to tree, with his gaze on the ground below. He was following a trespasser. She was out of sight right now, but the she wolf was definitely there. Casanova knew without even laying eyes on her that she was up to no good. No one who came to this island ever was. No, as far as he knew, they came for one thing and one thing only: the treasure. Well, not on his watch! It was his turn to watch over the western coast and there would be no shenanigans while he was on duty. Usually he spent this time simply pretending to keep watch while he did more important things. Like eating. Or sleeping. ...Really, it was only by chance that he'd caught wind of the wolf, but now that he was aware of her presence, he was going to do his duty and protect their loot. Tied firmly to his side by twine was his trusty blow gun and two darts wrapped in a small hide. For now he was content to follow her, but if she made one move towards their cache he would shoot her in the butt with enough sedatives to knock over a moose! |
Armando has a female tufted titmouse companion. It doesn't have a name because it's dumb and doesn't deserve one. Assume it's with him always.