ardent

its the unknown that draws you in

meadow



Wilder

Armada
Stalker

Master Hunter (250)

Master Navigator (245)

age
2 Years
gender
Male
gems
604
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
162
player
Bunni
10-21-2023, 07:56 AM

Light spreads out across the crumbling stone as the sun begins to dip beneath the horizon. Rays of pink and purple covered every inch that it could. Warming the earth and all its nooks and crannies. Summer was refusing to fade. Though this one hadn't been as warm as the last, he could tell that today had been its last attempt at being hot. He felt it in his damp fur as he lay in the shade. Large paws stretched out, toes spreading and moving some grass around until he peeked out between the blades. With the abundance of rain that had fallen recently had come the overabundance of plants. Herbs and flowers from what he could tell, but he wasn't much for those sorts of things.

Letting out a sigh, he watched the blades of grass and leaves flutter from in front of his muzzle. His red eyes lazily move over the landscape, slightly bleary and blinking slowly as if he might fall asleep at any moment. He even allows a quick yawn to open his muzzle and reveal a darkened liver-colored tongue that flexes and slides along his teeth before his lips close over them once more. When he looks around again, he realizes something. This garden, or ruins, whatever they wanted to call it, was quite pleasant when the year brought heavy rains.

He presses his paws into the ground as he rolls onto his side, stretching out his long legs and appreciating the dampness of the soft dirt that moves and shifts beneath his heavy weight. When he rests his cheek upon a warm stone, he continues to watch the sky around him. Stars begin to sprinkle the sky as the birds go to bed and the bats begin to swoop around for bugs. A delicate breeze ruffles his thick fur with its mud-clumped patches. Pleasant. It was the perfect word to describe this twilight evening as he watched his surroundings. Content to stay here awhile and soak in the humidity that clings to him.

"Speak."




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