08-28-2018, 10:47 AM
MONROE
MALE — SUNHAVEN — SUNBEARER — HARD
Perhaps one day he would journey across the mountain range and see what there was to see there. After all while most joiners and officials came by land the shark creature had come by sea which had been easier for him to do considering what he was and how long he had lived in the ocean after his curse. Though he did know that if he went over land there was a good chance he would get lost but he was never terrified of getting lost. It was just another adventure that needed to be take head on. A smile was always on the creatures face, rather he was sad or anxious and he was always hoping to do something with his life and what was given to him. Even now as he moved through the forest, eyes of pearls shifting over the land he was humming a small sea shanty to himself. One that was familiar to his ears but others might not know it. A singer he was not so he mostly just hummed to pass the time as he worked. Most of the time he needed to do something to keep his mind off of things and his ears pricked up when he heard voices near by. Some familiar and one that wasn't. Oh, was there someone else upon the border today?
Curious the mutant changed his course and instead he moved to go and see what was going on. After all he supposed it was his job? He wasn't too sure but all that mattered was that he kept his clanmates safe. So he ventured forth through thick green foliage, slipping around trees as he looked out for any signs of the group. And when he did find them he looked to the stranger first, a domestic feline with what looked to be a dead foot. Immediately he was concerned but he chose not to say anything about it and instead he joined the others where he sat down. He lightly thumped his thick tail against the ground before he curled it around his body. "Oi there, lass. The name's Monroe. Are ya tired afta travelin' so far? We got room here if ya want tae rest."
Curious the mutant changed his course and instead he moved to go and see what was going on. After all he supposed it was his job? He wasn't too sure but all that mattered was that he kept his clanmates safe. So he ventured forth through thick green foliage, slipping around trees as he looked out for any signs of the group. And when he did find them he looked to the stranger first, a domestic feline with what looked to be a dead foot. Immediately he was concerned but he chose not to say anything about it and instead he joined the others where he sat down. He lightly thumped his thick tail against the ground before he curled it around his body. "Oi there, lass. The name's Monroe. Are ya tired afta travelin' so far? We got room here if ya want tae rest."