One last day of fun
Seasonal Intellect
Mortis
Master Fighter (245)
Master Hunter (240)
Marauder
age
6 Years
6 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
103
103
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
06-30-2020, 03:24 AM
He watched with curiosity as she pushed the knife into the bark. He felt he was learning something new, and he was always ready to add to his reservoir of knowledge. He leaned close, watching the process. She used her monkey to help her carefully grip the edges and pull it back. The end result was one large, smooth piece of bark. Perfect (he hoped) for sledding.
The monkey got the task of creating a couple more, and even Osiris came forward now, tail hanging smoothly past his rump and twitching once in either curiosity or anticipation. Pestilence explained the process to him as the monkey placed one sled on his back, another on Pesto’s. The two littler ones were placed on Osiris’s back. Together, the small party made their way to the top of the hill. He watched as the Princess arranged a coat to hers, and then copied the process on his own. Once she had judged his work and deemed it fit for sledding, he positioned it at the top of the hill.
He glanced at her once, and grinned. “Last one down the hill gets a pink rump!” oh yes, he had heard about that little adventure….
With that final exclamation, he pushed his sled, and let it tip down the hill. Letting out a whoop of joy as the wind hit his face, and tore at his wings. He kept them tightly to his side, knowing the extra drag would only hinder him. He tilted his head forward, balanced on the edge as he forced his sled to move as fast as it was able.
Total WC: 1,448
The monkey got the task of creating a couple more, and even Osiris came forward now, tail hanging smoothly past his rump and twitching once in either curiosity or anticipation. Pestilence explained the process to him as the monkey placed one sled on his back, another on Pesto’s. The two littler ones were placed on Osiris’s back. Together, the small party made their way to the top of the hill. He watched as the Princess arranged a coat to hers, and then copied the process on his own. Once she had judged his work and deemed it fit for sledding, he positioned it at the top of the hill.
He glanced at her once, and grinned. “Last one down the hill gets a pink rump!” oh yes, he had heard about that little adventure….
With that final exclamation, he pushed his sled, and let it tip down the hill. Letting out a whoop of joy as the wind hit his face, and tore at his wings. He kept them tightly to his side, knowing the extra drag would only hinder him. He tilted his head forward, balanced on the edge as he forced his sled to move as fast as it was able.
Total WC: 1,448