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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
09-20-2023, 06:39 PM


Her answer to his returned question was unexpected. Scald casually glances over to the scars that line her face. Well, how had he not noticed those before? Probably because he thought of the girl as a sister and didn't often stare at wolves he considered family. Lingering stares were left for... Others. Anyway, he nods back in acknowledgment. Would it be awkward if he apologized for her scarring? Or would it just make him sound fake? Or like he pitied her? He squints, confused at the feelings in his head before brushing them off. Better to just move on, and leave the hard feelings for another time.

"Yeah, from what I've seen, Auster ain't bad," Scald says as he moves a few feet away from Rivin as she begins to dig up some horse tail. Instead of offering his help (because she was capable of her task, duh), he goes to investigate the nearly overflowing creek. Glancing around, he too notices the multiple beaver dams that spread across the creek and force the water to build up. His gaze then lifts and his nose tilts slightly into the air to see if he can scent anything. When the breeze finally drifts his way, he scents... no one. Maybe a few faint trails, but nothing like when they skirted the grove. Why hadn't one been out here to keep the beaver population down?

"Jus' need the horse tail? Or got somethin' else yer lookin' for?" Scald asks as he looks over his shoulder to see how Rivin was doing.

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