Chased
05-21-2013, 09:51 AM
Capir was taking another of his brisk jogs around the Glaciem territory when a sharp, panicked howl broke through the air and broke his quiet train of thought. His long ears slowly rose from their relaxed resting place against the sides of his head and his icy eyes narrowed as he turned his head to glare off in the direction of the call. The voice wasn't far from him. He galloped in the direction of the call, eyes quickly scanning his surroundings, ears perked, and nostrils sniffing for any signs of trouble. Soon, he closed in on the source of the howl, a small brown female yearling frozen in place on the tundra. Deciding to keep his distance, he slowed to a stop. He pulled himself up to full height, his tail hanging loose behind him. "Are you in distress, child?" he called over to the young female, taking a tentative step forward. "Speech." "Thought." |
Current time: 11-22-2024, 06:28 PM
Powered By MyBB, © 2002-2024 MyBB Group.
