Fir and Yalwan wan had spent the better half of their day collecting samples of dragons blood resin from the trees found in this location.  Dragons blood had a number of different properties that the yearling found quite useful and as far as she knew the trees only grew in this one place, so it was important that the pair get quite a bit if they didn't want to have to travel all the way down here again in a month or so.  Now, however, it was late afternoon and she was growing quite warm from all the work they'd been doing.  It wasn't exactly swimming season, but a quick dip to cool off surely wouldn't hurt.  "Yolwan wan, ochkane fan tahal." she announced, motioning to the creature.


”Speech”  ’Thought’

Fennish Translation:  Swamp lard, time for eating.

I’m going down singing unholy hymns.

The Fenmyre knight was looking for some alone time to train,to better his skills by either finding a predator to fight off or work on his stamina and strength. Many options were available and all he wanted was to become a worthy member of his pack, seeking purpose had been a thing, sometimes becoming a need, a desire to be useful for others, to satisfy his own self stern. He wouldnt openly admit it, no one had to know, no one will never know as that wouldnt be necessary, he owned nothing to no one, only to himself and that meant to do things for his own wish to outstand and be the tough warrior he wanted to be. The hot weather embraced him tight, wanting to suffocate him, and him as stubborn as he was, fought it, as he saw that as a challenge and no challenge would be ignored. His ears turned around, eyes cold but analytical. Until they landed on a wolf, a wolf with antlers. He looked at them briefly, before resuming his own thing, he didnt like to enter his nose when he wasnt being called.

"Dunkan Sarcova"

"We have company.."  The yearling said to her platypus companion as she noticed the other wolf in the vicinity.  He seemed like he didn't want to be bothered, but that never stopped Fir from bothering anyways.  Especially on the rare occasion where she was feeling sociable, and today just so happened to be one of those days.  "I'm going to ask him if he wants to eat with us."

"Hey!" the girl called out to the stranger as he walked past her and Yolwan wan. "Wanna help us catch some fish?" Couldn't hurt to ask.  Plus, who didn't like fish?

”Speech”  ’Thought’

Fennish Translation:  N/A

I’m going down singing unholy hymns.