Birds of a Feather
12-19-2018, 10:21 PM
He heard the other approaching. Obi, feeling quite at home in the large number of trees, watched silently from above. Archon's ears swiveled, listening around him. The other wolf made no game in hiding his approach, so Archon made no effort to react to him. As the male slowed, he spoke, voicing his opinion that the sight was beautiful.
Archon nodded, "It is a reminder that God has a will to preserve some things on this plane."
Archon turned his head to the side to look at the male. He was smaller than Archon with a white base and some black swatches here and there. His only real notable feature was his mismatched eyes. Archon hummed briefly to himself and turned his attention back to the trees.
"Despite his entrapment, he too was able to find beauty in this realm, as I am able to witness here."
Archon nodded, "It is a reminder that God has a will to preserve some things on this plane."
Archon turned his head to the side to look at the male. He was smaller than Archon with a white base and some black swatches here and there. His only real notable feature was his mismatched eyes. Archon hummed briefly to himself and turned his attention back to the trees.
"Despite his entrapment, he too was able to find beauty in this realm, as I am able to witness here."
