What's That Shadowy Place?
09-26-2024, 08:45 AM
Lately Sota was beginning to feel more and more his age. His stiff joints in the morning weren't helped by the chilly weather that had settled over Auster, though usually by midday he had stretched enough so that it wasn't quite as noticeable. Today in particular was a comfortable day, at least compared to the normal soggy ones they endured as of late; the sun was just beginning to peek out from behind fading rain clouds, and the warmth was invigorating to the old wolf. He too was out wandering near the edge of the castle. A walk would do him good, and he was glad to partake in something as simple as patrolling the castle borders. A content sigh fell from the tiny man's lips as he walked, rounding a corner and noticing someone up ahead. It was one of The Hallows yearlings, a wolf he hadn't had the privilege of getting to know yet. Of course he knew her name though - if Sota was anything, it was observant. A smile touched his lips as he picked up his pace slightly, aiming to intercept the young wolf's path and hopefully join her for a moment. "Avalon, isn't it? Lovely day for a walk, I was thinking the same," he chatted idly. |