Skirmish in the Sand
Marauder
Scout
01-19-2023, 07:38 AM
Scald enjoyed slipping out into the night quite frequently. With his midnight coat to help cloak him amongst the shadows, he knew his family wouldn't miss him until the morning. On this one particular night, he would agree that he wouldn't mind getting into a tussle. Or a brawl. Whatever happens, would happen. Feeling rather energetic and bright-eyed, the gangly boy who was still growing into his adult size meandered along the beach. A hint of alcohol lingered on his breath. It was a habit he had started upon their first birthday and a bad one to boot. Not that he was a drunk, but he enjoyed the woozy feeling it gave him from time to time. Stumbling slightly, he nearly tripped over his own paws when he saw the form of his Pirate King. "Spa-I mean, Sir Pirate King," he called out as a smile flickered along his lips. "Will you have this dance with me?" Scald offered, one paw reaching out into the sand as he bowed before her. Upon lifting his head, he eyed the dire with a fiery expression. Bracing himself, he waited to see what her first move would be. S C A L D
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