From The Ashes
01-22-2014, 04:53 PM
Oh, rats! He was late again! Drashiel raced toward the densite of Glaciem where his father had put out a call to gather the pack. Someone was amiss. Even Drashiel, as young as he was could feel the stirrings in the earth and the sky. The powerful humming of forces he could not yet comprehend. The young brute had been off exploring the newly claimed terras when he noticed a strange black cloud resting on the horizon to the southeast. In fact it seemed to be rising from the earth rather than the sky and it mad his stomach churn with unease at the unknowingness of it all. At last he skittered into the gathering of the Glaciem wolves, coming up to rest beside S'alkrie. He gave her a questioning glance as if to ask what this was all about but the gesture was half-hearted as he was sure his father would explain shortly. |