and it all starts here
mort!
Mortis
Master Fighter (245)
Master Hunter (240)
Marauder
age
6 Years
6 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
103
103
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
06-21-2020, 09:39 PM
“Yeah?” He asked, eyes flicking to the dried meat as bits of it vanished down her gullet. Vowing in that moment to ask his Auntie for the recipe. Now he knew what treat to sneak into her den when she had an extra long day. Just had to learn how to make it, first. He laughed lightly at her words, when he was too young to be allowed any freedom, he had certainly thought of it as a rebellious act. His world had grown immensely since those days. He hadn’t really gone back to that lovely old tree since. He grabbed a few more bits of dried meat, and a water flask for good measure. Wrapping the bundle up in some bits of cloth, he tied it around a foreleg. “To the Rebel Fortress!” he called, snapping the cellar door closed, and taking off in the direction of the Weeping Woods. He reached the spot where the two territories began to enterwine a little. The tree, that started off on Armada territory, but branched out over the rogue lands, sat there, untouched. He stopped in front of it, giving it a fond pat with a front paw, before turning to Malalia. “Alright, the trick of it is here” he said, ducking around to show the smaller brunch under its bend figure, and then pointing at the next that lay mostly concealed in the start of its foliage. It was a bigger jump for the smaller wolf then it was Malalia. ”Did you need a leg up?” |
