ardent

Brokerage



Misery

Somnium

age
2 Years
gender
Male
gems
53
size
Small
build
Light
posts
113
player
Shard

The Ooze Participant
03-11-2021, 10:10 PM


Misery hadn’t been far from the border as it was.  His mind had shifted from making traps in the snow to crossing branches together to try and weave them.  So far he hadn’t gotten very far as they quickly fall back into natural form, once even whacking him in the face when he’d failed to try and hold it where he wanted.  Misery couldn’t say what he was attempting to make either other than to see what they could do.  Maybe he should have started with smaller branches.  

When the strange-looking bird flew up and told him they were going back to Recluse once he also got Shiba Misery nodded and as the bird aimed to fly deeper into the pack land Misery ran back the direction it had come from.  After a bit he spotted paw steps in the snow and assumed they were moms.  Tracking was easy in snow!  At least it was easy until it snowed more and hid the tracks completely.  

Further ahead he spotted several wolves, too far off to get exact details at first but he knew his mom’s scent, the others had smells that didn’t belong to any he knew in the pack.  The closer he got the more he could confirm these were strangers.  He hadn’t exactly gone with the bird where he might have got more details ahead of time and wondered if he should have.  Nah, who knew what he might have missed if he’d wasted time.  Whatever there was to learn of what was going on he would know soon enough.

Mom wasn’t showing any aggression so he came up easily enough his gaze looking cautiously at the newcomers.  Fake worry, trying to play it off as mostly he was just curious.  Practice practice!  He had to learn how to be the best actor he could be if he really wanted to be a great spy.  Pressing his head up against his mom’s shoulder a moment in affection before giving the strangers a more focused gaze.  “Who are they?” Asking his mom instead of directing it to the strangers.  The thought of asking if they were going to kill them came to his mind but he was aiming at innocence now, that might rather kill the mood.

WC: 377  Total: 1009/1500

Speech:"Want to know Misery?"