09-25-2018, 01:41 PM
[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 55%; font-family: georgia; font-size: 11pt; letter-spacing: -1px; color: black"]Strange things happened all the time and most of the time the sha creature didn't drink anything at all. Water didn't satisfy him and drinking from the cacti that were around also didn't do much to help settle his thirst so he didn't at all. The most that he did with such water sources that he came across was bathe in them and this was no different. He was making his way to one now, almost listless as he walked forward. The former slave allowed his gaze to shiver over the still waters and he tilted his gaze slightly, long ears raised forward. There was an ominous thing here, something different about the water but the male didn't open his muzzle to say anything. There was no need and pink marble hues shifted up from the stagnant oasis to look around the area. Jaws parted slowly and he allowed his sense to range forward and he listened, huffing in deep breaths of the area around him. The bitter tinge of herbs smacked him and he looked down at the water again. When he saw the herbs he became quiet and he knew of what they were and what they could do but still he said nothing. Nothing at all. Perhaps it was because he wanted to see what would happen if someone drank from the water or maybe he pushed the Pitt mentality harsher than he should but if they didn't see it before they drank then why bother saving them? Most of these creatures had oppressed him during his slave year, not caring. Most of them but there were some that had been kind and he winced a bit as he took a step back from the water already feeling consciously bad about his own choice in the matter. Yet, his head just lowered as he lightly took a paw and dabbed a paw into the warm liquid.