Get Down with the Sickness
01-24-2014, 08:17 PM
From the blistering south all the way to the north, Baldur was not only getting a workout but becoming more familiar with Alacritis than he'd ever hoped to. And there was still so much to see! So many wonders, so many strange sights. It felt good to move, to be out and traveling instead of waiting for life to come along and slap him in the face. The winter-kissed brute stopped at the sight of strange looking caves. Head tilted to the side he approached one of the entrances, sniffing around. Hmm? it seemed leafless, dead trees were holding the entrance open. He hesitated to enter though. He was fine with natural caves but these ones didn't seem quite right. Could this be man's work? A mighty sneeze erupted from Baldur as he once again tried to shake the ash from his coat. First torrential constant rainfall and now ash! One thing he didn't like about Alacritis was the crazy ass weather. Growling he kept on moving. He wasn't overly fond of this section of the terra. Balder picked up his pace and set out to find a more secure entrance to the caves where he could hide from the ash fall for awhile but he was so intent on looking forward he didn't bother to look down and tripped right over a big, furry log! YUCK! And a mouth full of ash! He shook his snowy coat again when it occurred to him logs weren't usually terribly furry. As he looked down his heart stopped. Hati. No.. no fucking way. He stumbled back but Hati didn't move. Baldur's ears flicked forward, nose taking in the scent of blood and for a moment he thought Hati was dead but then he saw the brute's chest rise. Wow? what the hell had happened to him? Baldur's eyes narrowed. Not that he cared for this murderer! This fool! Baldur growled, jaws parting as he thought about ripping into Hati's throat or belly? but it felt low to fight a wounded and unconscious opponent. He wouldn't do it. Baldur turned to walk away and pretend he'd never even hear of Hati when an idea to voice his displeasure slipped into his brain. Grinning he trotted back over to Hati and lifted up his left let to let his brother know exactly what he thought of him. |
ooc: cue Thor to the rescue! Laz has my permission to bowl Baldur over or grab his leg and hurl him down.