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long, hot summer



Kyarst

Loner

age
2 Years
gender
Male
gems
391
size
Large
build
posts
337
player
03-03-2015, 09:31 PM
It didn't take long for the man to agree to Kyarst's plan, and the Armada would take only another moment before pacing forward toward the place he thought might contain water. It wasn't much either, nothing compared to the lake in the range, but it was close and hopefully would hold enough rainwater to sate his companion for the time being. "I don't see many wandering around this part of the territory in the heat of the day," he mused out loud. It was somewhat unusual to run across anyone at this hour in the knolls, as most inhabited the range which was more shady and had a plethora of water. "I like it though, it's quiet out here - save for the buffalo." Yes, on occasion the buffalo were quite loud and obnoxious, but he always knew how to shut them up. It didn't take much, really, a flash of his blackened figure and the occasional growl was enough to send them into a tizzy. Apparently they feared the wolves enough to avoid them, but not enough to evacuate the area - which was a good thing. He kept his pace leisurely, knowing that water was important but that there was no reason to kill oneself trying to get to it. They would get there in enough time, and hopefully not dehydrate themselves too much in the journey. Kyarst continued leading the man, cresting one knoll and then another before finally spotting their destination. There was a faint glimmer of liquid there, and a smile creased his features. "Nearly there," he commented, though it was more of a thought than reassurance. He padded no more than a few feet from the divot in the earth before pausing and shrinking into the shade of a nearby tree - one of the few that grew in the knolls. "Water and a tree, aren't we the lucky ones.." Kyarst flopped onto his side rather casually, allowing his head and neck to remain erect while his limbs and torso rested. He had led the man to water, it was now up to him to drink.

"SPEAK"

Kyarst is 2 years old, 142 lbs, and 36" tall. This is your warning. He is prone to acts of violence including but not limited to: maims, claims, dominance challenges, etc. He is also prone to foul language. Also, Lysis is allowed to pop into his threads whenever she pleases, as the two are almost always close to one another.