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Neios

Loner
Militant

age
3 Years
gender
Male
gems
0
size
Extra large
build
-
posts
97
player
03-17-2014, 10:51 AM




Boredom was the boys motivation to push onward, curiosity plaguing his mind as he scouted the unknown territory. He had heard rumors that a pallid wench owned these lands, but he did not care about her feeble authority. He could vaguely remember her face from the last time he had visited her lovely abode, which was when he had been poisoned and moments away from an untimely death. He had believed she was a hallucination caused by his illness, but her fading scent was all too real. These woods had a familiarity to them, and it put him at ease. Something about the deceased foliage and thick mist reminded him of his temporary home, which had been deep within the moor. He would wind between the skeletons of the fallen trees, the fine tips of his hair brushing against the bark as he marked his scent wherever he pleased, a delighted smirk played across his frigid features.

Audits would swivel toward his right as the deafening boom of paw steps ensnared his attention. He would turn to meet the stranger, as by now it was too late to escape undetected- or at least he had thought. Before the massive brute would stride past him he would cower toward the earth in an attempt to conceal his presence, just low enough to where the thick vegetation could shelter him. The man would seem to walk straight past him, and Neios would feel his ego swell due to his daring escape. How dumb must this man be to walk straight past him? It would bring a bubble of deranged laughter from his lips, which had given away his pitiful hiding place. He had not yet realized he had laughed out loud, and that the stranger was probably staring at him right now.



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