ardent

Reality hurts more then dreams

Beau



Beauregard

Loner

Master Fighter (325)

Expert Intellectual (210)

An icon representing the specialty Defender Defender

age
4 Years
gender
Male
gems
30
size
Extra large
build
Balanced
posts
300

Samhain 2022Statue 1 Worship
09-19-2022, 06:56 PM


Something had truly been wrong.

Wren never did show up to talk to him, and it was only with Mika’s urging that Beau got any rest at all. The ashen cream yearling had been worried, rising early, and set off with both Blind and Trill to search for the woman, or for Mercury in case he had any idea of what had happened to her. Worry gnawed at his gut as he padded fretfully along, Trill keeping an eye on the air as he moved purposefully on the ground. “This isn’t like her,” Beau told Blind as they padded along. “She was always there, quick to respond to us, quick to…” Trill’s call above him caught his attention and Beauregard lifted his head.

There, passing some of the pines, was Mercury. Beauregard didn’t think, he leaped into a run and went to the man. He looked worried, his airborne companion looked frazzled, and Beau could only assume the worst as he padded up to the dark-furred man.

“Merc!” He whined. “What has happened?” He feared the worst when it came to Wren… but he didn’t want to assume that all was lost with her.

Not yet…

"Speech," 'Thought.'