ardent

we can take these scoundrels!

rexx



Rexx

Loner

Intermediate Fighter (55)

Advanced Navigator (70)

age
2 Years
gender
Male
gems
380
size
Extra large
build
Balanced
posts
69
player
Talia

Samhain 2022
02-26-2023, 11:16 PM

Rexx was all for an adventure, especially with his brother. Once the old lady bit the dust (or perhaps sand - seeing as they lived on a beach), it appeared to give the young yearlings the all-clear to venture out again. This time, it didn’t feel so secretive, something they had to slip past under their parents’ noses. They were young adults now, or almost to it; they were well and capable of traveling by themselves and fending for themselves. Whatever came their way, the brothers could tackle it together.

Rexx grinned as he trotted by his quilled sibling, his tusked lips curved into his signature cocky grin as Scald shivered and complained about the snow. Snow didn’t bother the burly boy at all, his thick pelt not only shielded him from the chilly gusts of Fern Gulley, but his crystal spikes provided some form of windbreaker as well. Therefore, the wintery elements in this valley barely shook him. He didn’t even shiver as he plodded through the snow, his muscular limbs churning through it with incredible ease. "Sucks to be you, then!” Rexx barked jokingly, a chuckle falling from his lips with his words. It really didn’t bug him to be outdoors..except if it was boiling hot. Maybe Scald would have the upper hand then.

They had agreed to build a snowwolf, and Rexx began to clump some snowballs together in his large paws when he, too noticed the commotion nearby. Ears perked, the tusked yearling turned his head as Scald did, towards the trees. A pack of coyotes, several at least, all cornering some poor creature no doubt. He tilted his head softly, his own purple gaze flickering to his brother to see what he would suggest. They were capsble of taking them on. All of them. Right? Then Scald whispered to him sbout lobbing snowballs, and Rexx grinned, nodding softly in agreement. "Sounds good to me!” He whispered back. He followed his quilled brother to the enbankment, just out of view but putting them in the direct line of the coyotes. ”Hell yeah, let’s make the biggest pile we can!” He said in agreement to building the pile, and the boy busily began making as many snowballs as he could, his burly paws an advantage in that he could make them big and quickly.
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