pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere
valen
11-02-2019, 07:52 PM
Valentine, fearing the worst, can tearing through the tall grass. He exploded onto the scene in a spray of dead grass and ash, and careened towards Rhythm like an out of control train. There had been such a deep note of loss in her howl that he knew something terrible had happened. The old king feared the worst. He was at her side in an instant and poking her all over in search of injuries. "Rhythm! Are you alright?" Prod, prod. "What happened?" Poke, snuff, prod. "Come on, tell me. What's wrong?" He could find nothing amiss on her person or her surroundings but something was definitely wrong; pain was written all over her face. "" |
NOTE: Valentine has a female striped skunk companion named Lefty. Unless stated otherwise assume she's present.