nothing ventured, nothing gained
07-21-2022, 07:56 PM
"They came to our camp in the night" Torben said gravely, but wearily. The lashes of his eyes closed several times before he jolted awake "took no prisoners" His body drooped, still much too tired from the slip into this realm. The girl did not offer the name of this place and he took it as a sign she was a listener "managed to escape." She was but a wraith, a trick of the deep woods. When he woke up, she could very well be gone. A figment of his imagination. This time, he yawned. Even the action was pained, his body still sore from crashing into the shore. "Ev'yone... dead..." Torben's head slipped and fell, hitting the earth. His eyes closed and he murmured more or less now. If the girl remained, she would hear his night terrors. The twitching in his sleep was broken only by the anguished yowls coming from his muzzle. He hummed low, growling. Fighting invisible foes. And it was as he feared; they truly were dead. He was the last of his tribe. /fade exit through sleep |