ardent

Lazybones

Wyndelin



Wyndelin

Loner

age
3 Years
gender
Male
gems
10
size
Medium
build
Medium
posts
110
player
lunarcat7

Beevent
08-17-2020, 05:44 PM


Pine trees were everywhere. Up north he couldn't go three feet without bumping into a pine tree and of course now that Wyndelin really wanted to find one they seemed to have gone into hiding. Time was ticking away. He had a fire burning down no too far off under the watchful eyes of his magpie companion, Flikkr. Once it was down to coals it would be just right to make pine pitch. Assuming he could find a bloody pine tree.

Wyndelin stood ankle deep in mud, nose lifted to the air, sifting through scents. There! That was a distinctly piney note. Trotting in the direction of the scent he soon found a pine tree. Hallelujah! Wyndelin started sniffing around it and to his delight he found a pocket of fresh sap. Even better, he didn't have to wound the tree. Taking a stick in his mouth as he hummed to himself he started spooling the sap onto the stick and then wiping it into a ceramic bowl. Well… he tried to wipe it. It didn't seem to want to leave the stick but he knew better than to stick his paws in it so he just watched it drip tentatively off the stick.

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