Praised The Gods Be; We're Not Alone

*Mortis* · 04-18-2020, 01:26 AM

Well it was still close to the Armada, Mortis hadn’t gone this way yet. He always went East of the Plains, instead of crossing the stream and heading towards the big scary volcano. Perhaps it was time to try something new, and he would make efforts to explore a different territory today.

This new territory was shockingly colourful, with bright pink trees that scattered their flowers across the earth. He felt like he was stepping on a big pink sunset cloud. He giggled at the imagery, and kept up a careful trott as he made his way further into the colourful area. He almost missed the scent of wolves among the herbs.

He paused, catching that scent just faintly, and raising his eyes to find the wolf.. And goodness me, he almost didn’t see them among the flowers. How could a wolf be so tiny? It wasn’t possible. He was less than half the pups height! He was a colourful tiny miniature wolf. He was like some sort of fairy. Mortis rubbed the back of his paw across his eyes, certain he was delusional. He bounded forward to sniff this weird sight, and… goodness, what? “Are you real?” he asked, doubting it could be true. Perhaps there was a toxin in these flowers, making him delusional, because, now ay this pixie had wings too!

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