Growing Up
Melorama
01-12-2022, 08:49 PM
After coming across the strange metal ornaments in the plains to the south, which had been littered with so many odd items that he didn't have words to describe, Raylan had decided he'd make use of the surprisingly sharp pieces to make something he could use in a fight. His claws were fine, if a little blunt, so something to add a bit more lethality to his legs sounded like a good idea to him. He'd sent time gathering suitable pieces of metal, sharp rocks, bones, and other small tools he would need, as well as hunting prey large enough to skin the hide for that he could comfortable wrap around his forelegs. Bracers with sharp spikes on them seemed like the easiest way to achieve more damage while still keeping some type of maneuverability. Raylan had bundled all his items up and travelled north to find a more secluded spot where he could craft what he wanted in relative peace. Someone to chat with would be more than alright, but he didn't want to be bothered by multiple wolves while he was working. He soon found himself in a sparsely wooded place, and decided it would be the perfect place to set up a small camp, but before he could do just that the scent of another wolf was brought to him on the wind. Hoisting the bundle over his shoulder he moved towards the scent with intrigue. A wolf covered in a myriad of blues was found with a collection of small items beside them with a leather harness to the side and a bowl filled with something black. "Mind if I join you on this fine day?" He said with a grin, not waiting for a response before letting his own bundle of oddities slip from his shoulder and placing it on the ground by his feet. WC: 310 (690/1500) |