I always make an entrance
06-02-2018, 01:10 PM
Malleus was quite ready for the summer to be over. He longed for autumn and the respite it would bring him. Pascal had stripped his coat of loose fur and that had greatly improved his comfort, but the dry heat was still taxing. With the weather had also come the ever increasing chance of fire. He'd been thinking about that a lot lately. What would they do if a fire swept through the packlands? Where would they go? They were difficult questions to answer. Still, they were ones he hoped to find an answer for. Hopefully he'd never need to find out if he had the right answers, but it was better to be prepared than not. Malleus pushed through the thick vines that separated the packland from the unclaimed territory beside it and strode towards Iskra. Pascal, who had been riding on his back, leaped off upon seeing who they were walking towards and streaked passed Malleus with every intention of jumping on Iskra and hugging her neck. |