ardent

Ready for the high

for Fable



Bronze

Armada
Warrior

Master Fighter (270)

Intermediate Hunter (30)

An icon representing the specialty Bulwark Bulwark

age
5 Years
gender
Male
gems
955
size
Extra large
build
Heavy
posts
171
player
Nyx

OverachieverSamhain 2022The Ooze ParticipantDream WeaverSnake Eyes
01-29-2022, 07:22 AM
A single brown and white feather jutted out from the vegetation, proving his suspicions right that a group of turkey had passed through recently. Bronze was hot on their trail, having caught wind of them a good distance away from this crumbling structure. It wasn't a terribly glamorous meal but he was hungry and he had to take advantage of food where he could. Such was the life of a loner. Passing up an easier meal in favor of one much more difficult would be stupid. The scent of deer and elk followed him but he ignored them, trudging on. He picked up his pace when he saw the telltale signs of turkey feet digging in the dirt, certain now he was hot on their trail - but it seemed they'd traversed the wall. Ah well, he'd been here before, he could do the same. Pacing along the edge of the wall, he finally found an opening and leapt up high, pausing at the top to scan the horizon for any sign of the birds.