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Crocodile Dundee



Aresenn

The Syndicate
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age
3 Years
gender
Male
gems
1832
size
Extra large
build
Balanced
posts
447
player
Indie

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Samhain 2022
03-08-2023, 09:41 PM
He had always seen the islands off in the distance from Obsidian Beach. It seemed that one of his regular pass times tended to be brooding over the tide that lapped at the obsidian shoreline, and it was always easy to allow his attention to settle on the intricate details that were muddled together by sheer range. It was difficult to tell what they might be like from so far away, but after today, he would no longer be guessing. It was going to be a hell of a swim- but as he grew stronger, he felt confident that he could make it without a major catastrophe. So when the ocean finally receded with the break of low tide, Aresenn set out to explore.

He knew it was going to take a while, however, when he finally landed on the tropical beach of the nearest outlet to the mainland, his muscles burned with fatigue. Hauling himself out of the water, and crossing a narrow sandy shoreline, he found a shady spot to collapse in for the moment as he made an effort to catch his breath. From there, he really began to take in his surroundings for the first time. While he landed on a beach, it seemed that the ocean pressed into the treeline in certain places. And not too far in the distance, a cove flooded a low point, making what appeared to be a saltwater swamp with plenty of cover. When he had finally managed to collect himself, that was the direction he went to explore.

There wasn't much to look at, honestly. He was a little disappointed, or at least until he discovered that he wasn't alone in the cove. The Praetor boy had to do a double take when the large scaly head surfaced a little ways off the bank. It was interesting to look at, even though he didn't know much about the prehistoric-looking beast. But the longer it stared back at him, the hackles along the back of his neck began to rise. If he had to guess ... It looked like the crocodile was sizing him up as prey. That would never do. Narrowing his own eyes at the oversized lizard, he bared his teeth at it- daring it to cross the line between water and land to meet whatever reptilian god it believed in.