As the grass rolls
epimethius the good boy
You're not feeling so well...
Epimethius
Advanced Fighter (90)
Expert Hunter (120)
age
2 Years
2 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
92
92
player
Medilic
Medilic
10-23-2024, 10:42 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-24-2024, 01:35 AM by Epimethius. Edited 1 time in total.)
Epimethius had found himself inside Algoma Prairie. Shaking his coat out as he walked through the grass, his head turning to face the form of a rather familiar wolf. His ears flicked forward as he stalked toward her, lowering his body as he recognized her getting ready to fight something. He came up alongside her letting out an incredibly soft greeting bark that he knew she would only hear, slowly he came to her side. A deep breath is taken in as he finds the scent of the deer hiding somewhere far in front of them. He would help her on the hunt if she would have him. His eyes followed the tracks and evidence of the herd that had come through here as he waited for her to either shoo him off or accept his help. He looked at her as he to began to gather sticks up along their walk, eager to help her out. He stayed attuned to everything as he made to gather the sticks and resources that she was too. He would hate to grab the wrong thing. |
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