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03-19-2015, 05:11 PM
(This post was last modified: 03-19-2015, 05:14 PM by Kyarst.)
He hated the orchard. This adventure would be his first to the overgrown land of fruit, and already he hated it. The gnarled roots, trees, bushes, and shrubs made it impossible to get any decent vantage point. This place would be hell to patrol. Besides the high risk of intrusion, it wasn't a horrible place to be. It smelled somewhat sweet - though some of the fruit had begun to rot, that which lay uneaten in the unforgiving sun. He was certain the pups would love it, given the fact that you nearly had to treat it as an obstacle course at times just to navigate from one end to the other. He was sure that in the cooler months prey would flock here to eat the fruit. As he meandered through the labyrinth of greenery he tried to remind himself of these good qualities while inwardly loathing the new locale. He reached a particularly thick section of vegetation and decided to stop, choosing to lift his leg and clearly flag the area as Imperium's. Valentine or someone had already marked the border, but it wouldn't hurt to thicken the scent. “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.
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