Hold your Horses
Hunting
08-08-2020, 12:37 PM
Wyndelin had gotten turned around. He'd been chasing rabbits in the basin only to find himself in a sea of sweetgrass that seemed to go on forever in every direction. Crap. He thought himself an intelligent wolf but navigation wasn't always his strong suit. Thankfully he had Flikkr with him. The magpie took to the sky to get a better view on things but when he flew down it was not with news of a way out of the basin but of a small group of wolves hunting. Well, he was rather hungry. Wyndelin followed the bird's lead until he came upon the wolves. He recognized one as the wolf he'd hunted condors with. Wyndelin quietly approached, dipping his head in greeting and looking to Resin. "Would you be alright with another set of paws? I'd only like a meal." "Talk" |