we will call this our land
Armada wolves!
Mortis
Master Fighter (245)
Master Hunter (240)
Marauder
age
6 Years
6 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
103
103
player
Seadragoness
Seadragoness
05-10-2022, 11:58 PM
Mortis knew some of the younger wolves were getting tired and cranky. Basilisk, the ever growing and hungry boy had been getting more and more sullen as the journey unfolded. But then at last, they had reached the Col that his father was claiming as their new home. He knew he wouldn’t get much of a chance to explore it tonight. It was late, and people were tired. As the Warlord started to hand out orders, setting up patrols and fire and food, Mortis grabbed Basilisk and wrangled the younger wolf over to help him cheer up the pack. He set the young large-pawed wolf to beating a hallowed piece of wood he found near one of the fires. Creating a drum like effect, and as the start of this music touched the air, the wolf who had always been a cheery pup did something he had not done for a very, very long time. With an almost cheeky grin on his maw, and a paw tugging at Hika to encourage his mate to join in with him, he began to sing. “Lets gather around the campfire And sing our campfire song Our C-A-M-P-F-I-R-E S-O-N-G song And if you don't think that we can sing it faster then you're wrong But it'll help if you just sing along” |
