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Scald

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age
3 Years
gender
Male
gems
35
size
Extra large
build
Light
posts
280
player
ghostliem

Critical Fail!UnderachieverSamhain 2022
07-25-2023, 08:26 AM (This post was last modified: 08-18-2023, 06:41 AM by Scald. Edited 1 time in total.)


Before he had a chance to ask another question, the girl was disappearing once more. Scald is puzzled as he finishes chewing up the herbs she had given him. Swallowing harshly against his dry throat and scrunched expression, he waits. Maybe he is foolish to wait. Maybe, now that she has helped him, she has gotten smart and run off back home. Yet, his ears tell him otherwise. He can hear rustling in the berry-filled brush which indicates she is not far off. What could she be doing?

Sliding back up until he was sitting as he waited for her, Scald took this time to glance around. The scent markers here were strong now that he wasn't so... incapacitated. Which pack had he stumbled upon? His brow furrows as he wonders. It is a familiar scent, one that his father had told him to not mess with. Oops. Scald thinks to himself as his eyes widen slightly. Castle town, right? Wasn't that what they had called this pack? He glances over his shoulder as some leaves rustle. Suddenly worried, he starts when the girl comes back with water.

"Oh, water, bless the gods," Scald murmurs as he eyes her warily before taking a long good drink. With water dripping from his lips, he lifts his head and eyes her once more. "You live in the castle, don't ya?" He asks, his tone shifting to a more cautious one as his ears turn to be more on alert. If this girl was out wandering alone... Someone might come looking for her.

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