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12-13-2013, 05:45 PM
On and on he would seem to push himself until he felt he could go on no longer. He had traveled from Glaciem to Valhalla, rested for a moment during a quick discussion with Chrysanthe, then had continued his journey back to Seracia. He was overly tired, and though his short stay in Valhalla had helped, he was still itching to sleep in his own warm den. Plus if he had any hope of saving his plants, he would need to get the seeds out now before it was too late. As he arrived at the borders his head would tip back and he would call for Maverick, the king of Seracia. He did not know of the sudden shift in power, but surly he would soon find out. He would continue on to his den, and when he got there he would collapse at its opening, warm breaths breaking into a mist as he caught his breath. He would then wait for Maverick to come greet him. Speech, |
OOC: Maverick first, others can come after they talk ^.^
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