Day in the Sun

This time, Triss recognised the smell of Armada almost instantly. This was the third wolf she had stumbled on from that pack while exploring Waterfall Peak. But this would be considered the neutral ground between her own pack, and those wolves. So perhaps she shouldn’t be too surprised. Clearly, they were a curious lot as well.

She smiled somewhere in the vicinity of this wolf's paws. Missing their strange eyes in the process as the shy girl smiled at them. “Hello” She said “Are you a Fatalis by any chance?” She asked. So far, all the Armada wolves she had met had been. “And I’m sort of trying to fish. I don’t actually know how” She admitted a little sheepishly.


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