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Scald · 06-14-2023, 11:33 AM

While Scald preferred the grainy beach and dripping cavern of back home, he could see why others would enjoy the rolling fields. The prey was bountiful, fat from grazing, and there was plenty of shade and places to hide from the warm summer heat. He wondered then if this boy was from around here. Were the knolls his home or did he hail from somewhere else? The accented tone the boy spoke with was very different than anything he had ever heard someone speak with.

His face nods in a simple agreement. Yes, it was very green here. One of the few places he knew of in Boreas to be so green. Similar to Emerald Valley or that other place he had been to. “Green is only one color you can find in these lands,” Scald adds, unsure why he says it. Maybe to make conversation. He wasn’t sure.

An ear does flicker in the other boy’s direction when he is introduced. Kurus. Interesting. “Kurus,” Scald tries it on his tongue but his rugged accent sounds nothing like how Kurus says it. “I am Scald,” he finally replies back after a moment of rolling the boy’s name around in his head. “Where’re ya from, Kurus?” Scald asks as he shifts on his paws until he finds a more comfortable standing position.

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