Split his ribs open
08-07-2015, 03:20 AM
It was nice to meet someone within the pack, after all his heart ache didn't seem like it would be going away any time soon. Who was he to leave a young lady waiting after all. His ears flicked to her tone, paws being surely attached to the bow. Avalon, a beautiful name indeed. "A tour would be nice miss. I find it a little harder to navigate this place than most others. This has to be a strange instrument rather than a forest of any kind." as he described the terrain underneath his paws. While he never did miss the sights that many wolves claimed to be amazing, it still held him to not know what things were.
He could smell that it was like a rotting tree, he could feel the wood. But it had been warped into something strange and majestic like. He had heard stories of humans from his youth of the elders, however, never had he been able to comprehend things that they had done. He would go to step closer to the lady, to dig in her scent. Perhaps get a better feel of her aura. |