A Ghost in Wolf's Clothing
07-04-2014, 02:13 AM
What a weird feeling it was to not have anywhere to go. Of course he was mildly familiar with this feeling from the time he had amnesia, but even then he was able to put together puzzle pieces and follow the bread crumbs. Now he was floating free in space, wandering through the north while he tried to make up his mind. He knew he would go looking for Surreal again eventually, but till then the russet brute simply wandered through the snowy landscape. His large, russet and chocolate form stood out against the eternally snowy background, though his icy gaze mimicked the ice's color pretty well. He stopped as he gazed around him at the ice covered trees before his gaze drifted downward to see the surprising sight of trees seemingly frozen in time under him. He blinked and stared down at them curiously, wondering what other sights there was to see around here. Speech Thought Others |
