01-15-2019, 01:19 AM
[align=center]action — "speech" — thoughts
PHYSICALLY HARD | MENTALLY MEDIUM | MAGICALLY MEDIUM | ATTACK IN [b]#757f96[/b]
[div style="background: linear-gradient(to right, #464C5A, #757f96, #464C5A); width: 500px; height: 2px;"]Someone in Crow's vicinity touched the ground with sloppy execution, then came the inconvenienced whine of repulsion from the creatures jaws, and he could not help but let out a snicker of amusement. Each individual response upon arrival to the bog was different in laughable ways. Some were indifferent, but some, like this case, seemed to care quite a lot, which brought a question to mind. Why go to the swamp if it was as abhorrent as they seemed to make it?
The feline approached noiselessly, balancing himself on the roots of the towering trees. It was something Crow had picked up to keep his paws safe from the dank undergrowth of his homeland. Then, settling on a low lying branch, he opened his mouth to speak. "I mean, its true, so not rude..." he began nervously, eyeing Imali with anticipation, "so really the only thing that can ruin your chances of staying is causing big trouble, so don't do that."
"Name's Crow. Who're you?"