Looking Up
01-29-2014, 03:29 PM
Ahhhhhh! Drashiel flopped onto his belly after giving his back a good scratching on an adjacent tree branch. He'd managed to climb a good six feet up in a particularly gnarled and knotted tree. Here the trees grew incredibly close, nearly right on top of each other and they stretched up for what seemed like miles and miles. Hence the name, the mile-high woods. Above him birds could be heard singing happily in the heart of spring and the soft swaying of the trees in the warm breeze just lulled the young brute into a state of contentment. And he was content, things seemed to be looking up. He'd had a good conversation with his father, made a wonderful friend in S'alkrie and he was old enough to start training. The only downside was the ash was still there? it clung stubbornly to Glaciem soil and had scared a good chunk of the land dwelling prey to other areas to find food. Drashiel swallowed awkwardly. Even now his throat felt dry and itchy. |