06-20-2022, 08:33 PM
Eon Allure
Not again… the fox had a strong distaste for thunder, though he wasn’t entirely sure why. The presence of lightning in the sky always put him on edge, not to mention the downpour that was to follow. He hated getting wet. It would probably take hours to dry off and while his wings were soaked he wouldn’t be able to fly.
The fox anxiously looked around, skitting towards the camp to find some shelter when he passed others. He barely gave them a glance, though noticed them from the corner of his eye. That was distracting enough to make him lose balance, and on some wet moss, he'd slip forward landing into a puddle of mud. Just great…. Now his coat would not only be wet but also filthy. Never mind drying off, now he'd have to get the muck out of his fur too. Another roar of thunder startled him and he’d jolt back to his paws as quickly as he could, eyes alert and focused in time to see the lightning strike up ahead.
The fox anxiously looked around, skitting towards the camp to find some shelter when he passed others. He barely gave them a glance, though noticed them from the corner of his eye. That was distracting enough to make him lose balance, and on some wet moss, he'd slip forward landing into a puddle of mud. Just great…. Now his coat would not only be wet but also filthy. Never mind drying off, now he'd have to get the muck out of his fur too. Another roar of thunder startled him and he’d jolt back to his paws as quickly as he could, eyes alert and focused in time to see the lightning strike up ahead.
(Eon) | Fox | Male | Fallen Angel
Here in a sanctum long abandoned, Unto the tinder falls a spark
I have a holy call to answer, To be an angel of the dark
- Will always go by Eon, his full angelic name is kept a secret.
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