Brightly Wound
01-13-2014, 06:14 AM
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The brute was nowhere near the summons when it went out. Cursing himself, he raced through the foliage towards Chrysanthe's call. He hoped he wasn't late, he didn't want to be late again. Although this time, there was no grave digging that he had to do. Swiftly, he moved through brush and foliage, taking the narrow paths that were slowly being created the more the pack wolves moved about on the island. After several long drawn minutes, he had arrived. Some of his family were there, though some were not. Alsander, Erani, Claire, and his father were not present. And he was worrying about them. For now however, he put his worries aside as he took up a seat near Cael and Imena, nodding a greeting towards Chrysanthe as he nosed his brother and his sister in law a greeting. A smile on his face at the couple. Soon, he would be an uncle! And oh how the thought excited him! Speech Thought Others |
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