Crunch

The Ermis hasn’t done much travelling to the more Western territories yet. His midnight coat was unforgiving in the blistering heat given off on a desert. It was with some caution that he skirted the entry territories of the land. Keeping close to the oasis-like willows that rested near the entrance of the desert. Just a chance to get an idea of the layout, and nothing more.

He didn’t intend for his stop to be a long one, and made his way beneath the long leaves of the willows with relief. When he made his way towards the pond, he heard the sounds of croaking frogs, and the fresh green of lilies. He crouched to take a sip of the refreshing water, and a shadow saved him. The hint of something beneath the waves, and he leapt to his paws a moment before a set of jaws came thundering down in the spot the Dire had just evacuated.


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