11-05-2018, 04:04 PM
The borzoi strode over to the border that led into the marsh, ears perked and a small frown on his face. This place would surely get his coat dirty.. But a home was a home, was it not? He couldn't complain, really. Royalriddler just wanted a place to stay, even if only for a short while.
"Whither art the worms?"
What an odd thing to say, but the borzoi was just asking about the whereabouts of people. He just called everyone worms... because that's what they were. Worms. "tis I, Royalriddler, and I needeth a lodging to stayeth." He had a funny way of speaking, okay?
"Whither art the worms?"
What an odd thing to say, but the borzoi was just asking about the whereabouts of people. He just called everyone worms... because that's what they were. Worms. "tis I, Royalriddler, and I needeth a lodging to stayeth." He had a funny way of speaking, okay?