There Are No Boundries

*Isardis* · 01-30-2014, 06:18 PM

isardis

He had little reason to loiter in the south, perhaps driven only by his desire to investigate the rumours of the ?vanished? Valhalla. Alas, no scents of interest had come to him, and half-heartedly Isardis would begin to meander his way back home; where it was cooler, and far more pleasurable. However, he would catch the dwindling perfume of a new Brood, nostrils flared as the pale ghoul would change course, waltzing half-heartedly towards the site he believed she skulked. Unseen, he would pause, gazing towards the presence of a den, curious as to whether she had concealed herself away within its confines, ?Why does she hide such a pretty face?? he would chuckle weakly, lowering against his haunches, waiting.

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