Games arent for warriors
Winter Intellect seasonal
10-09-2021, 03:14 PM
Dunkan's mind had been out of himself, wondering in stuff he'd never do ever, but he just felt his life back in the Hallows didnt serve a purpose anymore, just being one more warrior, being the carcass of he used to be. He couldn't recall when was the last time he visited Boreas as he has been down in Auster since the Hallows moved to the south, being that two years ago now. But today he wished to return, return as he was still considering what to do of his life, as he didn't feel the same connection he used to feel toward the pack Resin founded long ago. Eyes were cold, lifeless, he didn't have reasons to change that, to be less dry. But he was like that, and he didn't have to change for other's like. It was his life not their, His paws carried him through the snow as winter was now on it's full strength over the lands. Vapor poured from his nostrils as the strong, freezing wind passed through his face, cold but bearable. The ice had completely covered the lake, being quite the opposite to the all green, and firefly lake it used to look like. But now it was lifeless. WC- 207/1500 "speech" |
He has a male Jaguar Named Urasa and a female red tailed hawk named Kaira ,They are always around him unless told otherwise
He wears a lion skull with mane and claw bracers.