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03-15-2023, 06:29 PM
(This post was last modified: 03-15-2023, 08:05 PM by Burūberu. Edited 1 time in total.)
Beru winced at every disgustingly squishy step his paws made into the damp spring earth. It was unfortunate because on a normal occasion he probably wouldn't have many complaints for the location at hand. In fact, he quite enjoyed the company of the draping willows and the mild cover they provided to the outside world when he used them carefully. He was sure come summer he wouldn't be nearly as unhappy as he was now if he ventured around these parts again, but right now he was miserable and desired nothing more than even a patch of dry land. "Soggy paws.." the crystalline yearling grumbled to himself, hopping atop a rock barely large enough to contain all four of his massive paws. Spring was shit.
"Wari!" The boy snapped as he heard footsteps heading his way. He and his sister had parted sometime early in the morning. Something about she wanted to scout ahead, that she thought they were close to home or... Maybe that wasn't it at all, actually. Were they even trying to get back home? Admittedly Beru didn't often actually listen to his sister when she spoke. Regardless, surely she was coming back at some point. She was too inept to get very far without him, after all.
Beru stiffened and fell silent the moment he realized that the approaching footfall hadn't come from his sister. This wolf.. they didn't smell like Wari. They didn't even really sound like Wari. Beru could have torn his own throat out for being so stupid.
”Speech” ’Thought’
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