I Come From The Land Where The Trees Fly West

*Ruin* · 02-14-2021, 11:29 AM

Ruin didn't patrol nor did she really ever go out of her way to pull her weight in the pack. She probably ought to since she'd be a yearling next season, pretty much an adult except in the ways that counted, but still she just didn't feel like it. No one had ever really scolded her over it either, or called her out on her bone idleness so as far as she was concerned everything was kosher. She was free to plot and scheme till her hearts content, gaze set on the horizon as she barely managed to subdue her itchy paws. She wandered through the Thicket and pushed through the bushes till land met the rushing flow of the rapids.

Abaven had been struck by a cold snap, resulting in parts of the river freezing over. She was light enough on her paws that crossing over never really was a problem for her but the same couldn't be said for what's his face...Askell over there. She padded closer, in no hurry as her head tilted a little to the side as she observed. The ice cracked and splintered beneath his weight, cobwebbing with every shift of his weight.

She could reach out and try to help him...but she could also not.

"Sucks to be you today, huh Áskell ?"

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I Come From The Land Where The Trees Fly West

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