New Face, New Friend
05-02-2014, 03:23 PM
Another bright morning, and the time for a hunt. Arwel would slip out of his den easily, cerulean pools shining happily as he headed off through the plains. For the most part his main hunts were solitary... Though the brute always had hopes that he might run into a Vallhallan who may be in the mood to join him on such an endeavor. All the same it was routine... Though later that day he was planning on trying to look for some different herbs and maybe seeing if one of the Eta?s could explain them to him. All in all the male was in a good mood. His ears were perked forward and tail was held high as he walked along. The mornings were getting colder... And winter would fast be upon them. He was hoping one more good pack hunt would go down before the season turned, though he wasn?t sure how it would go. Perhaps, he thought, he might be able to team up with some of the other Sigmas though and have a successful hunt. So Arwel would throw back his head, giving a howl for any Sigmas who might be up and about at the hour. Perhaps he?d even be able to get better associated with them. "Normal. Speech. Thought. You." |