03-17-2018, 09:39 PM
The roaring thunder, the dark, all swallowing waves threatening to pull him under... he could still remember it all. The memories were fresh in his mind, as if that storm had happened yesterday.
What happened to this poor boy, one may ask? He had been with his family, travelling to a new home alongside his mother and two older brothers. It had been raining hard for days, and they had foolishly taken shelter in a narrow valley under a tree. From somewhere behind them, a lake had overflowed, spilling into the valley. Desperately, they had tried to stay together, but it was useless... in the end, they were all washed away. There mother was, unfortunately, not so lucky, drowning in flood water. Lance would have joined her too, had it not been for a large piece of driftwood scooping him up and keeping him above the waves. Then, before he saw what had happened to his brothers, the boy’s vision had gone black...
Cut to the present day, the boy had washed up near the town of Tanglewood a few days prior. Of course, he had no idea what it was called, but it was civilization, none the less. Hoping he could at least find a place to stay here, or maybe even find his brothers, Atlanticpaw had headed in it’s direction thanks to the help of some NPCs, stoping by the border with a hopeful smile on his face. "Um, hello? My name’s Atlanticpaw! Atlanticpaw Mcelroy... but everyone just calls me Lance. Can I stay here?" The brown and white tom called out, tail flicking nervously.
What happened to this poor boy, one may ask? He had been with his family, travelling to a new home alongside his mother and two older brothers. It had been raining hard for days, and they had foolishly taken shelter in a narrow valley under a tree. From somewhere behind them, a lake had overflowed, spilling into the valley. Desperately, they had tried to stay together, but it was useless... in the end, they were all washed away. There mother was, unfortunately, not so lucky, drowning in flood water. Lance would have joined her too, had it not been for a large piece of driftwood scooping him up and keeping him above the waves. Then, before he saw what had happened to his brothers, the boy’s vision had gone black...
Cut to the present day, the boy had washed up near the town of Tanglewood a few days prior. Of course, he had no idea what it was called, but it was civilization, none the less. Hoping he could at least find a place to stay here, or maybe even find his brothers, Atlanticpaw had headed in it’s direction thanks to the help of some NPCs, stoping by the border with a hopeful smile on his face. "Um, hello? My name’s Atlanticpaw! Atlanticpaw Mcelroy... but everyone just calls me Lance. Can I stay here?" The brown and white tom called out, tail flicking nervously.
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the dead/missing: atlanticpaw