Realm
12-18-2019, 11:02 PM
(This post was last modified: 12-19-2019, 12:55 PM by Enno.)
Enno
It was cold. An obvious statement, seeing as it was winter. Enno was thankful that his fur shielded him from the full extent of the chill. Enno released a breath of air, watching as the white cloud faded away. Just a little bit more, he assured himself, continuing on with his trip.
What was he doing? Well, Enno had been on his own for around a year now, ever since he'd woken up with no recollection of his past. He had tried to stay in the tangled mess that he called home but his interest in that place waned over time. And so, he set off on his own. Hopefully now, with his wanderlust sated and a greater understanding of the world he found himself in, he could settle down. He figured that he ought to try out something new instead of just returning to the knotted mess.
Which was why he was currently journeying to the border of Ashen Armada with the intention of joining. Enno could appreciate what they stood for and if he was going to pledge his loyalty to a group, he should pick one whose ideals he could stand behind. Ideals that...reminded him of something. Enno allowed the thoughts to fade away; he found that even if he attempted to grasp onto any ribbons of memories, they would float out of his grasp. He likened the phenomenon to attempting to cup water within one's paws. No matter how hard he may try, the water would slip through the cracks.