Trapped in a Nightmare
Hannibal
06-26-2019, 02:00 PM
Cannival The lioness' face contorted in a grim frown as she caught sight of his injuries. They didn't appear to be battle wounds. Perhaps a mixture of his pale condition drawing the sun, and neglect in protecting or treating it. A soft 'tsk' came from her maw. "Are you 'dying' because you choose to, or because you've got an illness that is not treatable?" She questioned, her voice flat with disbelief. The wolf began to lead the way out, and Cannival paused to consider it. Her paws tapped against the dirt with indecision, and after a moment she started forward in the direction opposite him. Towards where he appeared in the maze rather then the exit. "You live here?" She called back to him, lifting her head to scent the air. Now that she could identify his trail, she planned to follow it to the end. It was risky, the male seemed he could be aggressive and territorial. He obviously wanted to be left alone and Cannival would have gladly obliged if she could live with herself for the decision. "My name is Cannival, by the way." |
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