In the storm where the lost souls howl
Resin
Sirius
High Councilor
Master Fighter (240)
Master Hunter (275)
Bloodletter
age
11 Years
11 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
51
51
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
04-23-2021, 08:37 PM
Once he was out of sight of Tamsyn he stopped, rubbing his eyes, and unsheathing a claw. He ran it down one toe with just enough pressure to break the skin, sucking in a soft breath. Using the pain to push away the horror and fear and sadness that had surfaced well he had spoken to his friend. After hearing her bid to tell Resin goodbye on her behalf. Those emotions wouldn’t help him any further. He steeled himself, pushed back the emotions until his face was blank and his breath even. When he marched forward, it was with purpose. Heading into the dungeons, down into the damp stony earth, where the scent of Resin caught his nose. He let that lead him to her, to the cage she had chosen for herself. He leaned against the bars, forcing himself to look casual as he looked within. Forcing a light smirk on his muzzle. “Did you get lost looking for rats?” he asked the fearless hunter, the Alpha of lost souls. Wife. Friend. Mother. |
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