What’s Yours is Mine
Nimbus
Geist
Beginner Intellectual (0)
Beginner Fighter (0)
age
4 Years
4 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
59
59
player
pinetreesheep
pinetreesheep
10-16-2023, 10:39 AM
(This post was last modified: 10-17-2023, 05:22 PM by Geist. Edited 2 times in total.)
Sky blue eyes burned into the small body as it scurried along and hopped onto a wooden raft. Geist had noticed the raft, but it bobbed on the far shore where it was no use to him. However, it seemed the young wolf knew how to operate the craft even though it was in a rather lazy way. The muscles in Geist’s legs were beginning to tire as he waited for the boy to finish drifting to his beach side. It seemed as if he hadn’t a card in the world, children knew nothing of the hardships and worrying drains of being an adult. Their parents doted on their every whim, fed, and protected them. Geist had no one but himself to look after him, but then, he also had no one to worry about either. As the raft finally washed onto the sand again the pup hopped off in a hurry, still oblivious to his presence. As it seemed he was about to leave, he turned and pulled the wooden structure further up onto the beach. It was then that the black and white male got up, and stalked in his direction. Perhaps he could convince the young boy to take him back across? Or maybe he could get some information out of him first, that would be safer. “Greetings, young lad!” he called out as he got up from a stalking crouch and into a confident trot, closing the distance between them. “My name is Geist, I saw you crossing the water on your wooden floater and I couldn’t help but wonder who made such a wonderful contraption?” his white tail swished behind him with a happy rhythm. “I’m no good at swimming you see, plus you never know what dangerous things could be lurking in the water.” he added. The boy was rather petite, and his pelt was now more clearly made up of splotches of greys, silvers, and near-black rather than just a solid monochrome tone. He had strange pink eyes and his scent was definitely that of the pack that lived on the islands. Kids were so naive, surely this pup wouldn’t be too hard to get information from. Regardless of the simplicity even if it would take all day, he had time. |
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