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Tyrian

Loner

age
3 Years
gender
Male
gems
457
size
Extra large
build
Heavy
posts
564
player
Lazuli

LegendaryThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 2VengeanceUnderachieverScarred
Ice Bridge ExplorerWealthyHomebodyDouble MasterExplorerVolcano
1KTreat 2019
12-19-2021, 07:32 PM


Tyrian was on the heels of a rogue bastard of a sheep. This ewe was craftier than most and that was making her a giant pain in his ass. She'd evaded his pens. Alluded his companions. Stymied each and every obstacle he put in her path. Her capture was long overdue and Tyrian had run out of patience.

He lit up with no small amount of satisfaction, his eyes on the bastard sheep who appeared to be good and tangled in the wiry arms of a stunted willow far below him in a valley in the Woods. How she's gotten herself into such a mess was beyond him and he'd definitely have to gloat about it later. For now? Best get to her before she wriggled her way free and lost him in the maze of trees.

After leaping down from one outcropping to another Tyrian spied the form of another wolf. He stopped and squinted at them. They were some ways off and coming from the opposite direction, and- His eyes narrowed. Were they looking at his sheep? Oh hell no! "Hey!" he called. "That sheep is mine!"

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Tyrian has a saber-toothed snow leopard companion named Zahir, a black-footed gray langur named Tashi and a striped skunk companion he insists on calling Righty even though her name is Daisy. Assume all are nearby if not mentioned.





Audra

Somnium

Master Healer (315)

Master Navigator (495)

An icon representing the specialty Poison Master Poison Master

An icon representing the specialty Scout Scout

age
6 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Small
build
Light
posts
365
player
ghostliem

Samhain 2022Derby Winner1KPride - BisexualDouble MasterAll Oozed Out
The Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 2Wordy
12-21-2021, 10:43 AM

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In the middle of traversing through the different lands of Boreas back down to Auster, Audra decided to make a pitstop through the Weeping Woods. Its lengthy boughs of willows provided shade from a particularly warm spring day and the various creeks offered a cool drink of water. Pausing to take a quick sip, the petite wolf had been minding her own business when the distressed bleating calls of an animal in danger caught her attention. Raising her head quickly, she turned her face toward the ewe who was entangled in the branches.

Feeling sorry for the poor thing, Audra started to make her way toward the sheep. It was then that a loud barking shout in her direction made her freeze. She hadn't even reached the sheep yet and when her one-eyed gaze turned to see who it was, a shiver ran down his spine. The sheep was his? How was she supposed to know that? Flicking her ears back, she lowered her head. "A-Apologies Sir," Audra called back, hesitating to even take another step.

"I-I was j-just going to h-help get her unstuck," she said as her head raised back up.



audra's companions are to be assumed next to her unless stated otherwise