01-19-2020, 12:51 PM
I should be on top, but I'm always underground
Things are lookin' up, but I'm making myself drown
The thin furred man had approached him from the other side of the river, Julian raised his right eyebrow. The masked wolf saw as the spine of the strange creature straighten, Julian merely blinked. What was this creature doing? He might catch a cold if he didn't put a pelt.
"I know, this is Halls territory," he croaked. The feathers and last decorations of the previous season swayed gently as a small wave of wind whipped around their bodies. "Hence one of the reason i've come to the borders." He sat down, which he regretted, the snow that stuck to his rump as he sat was uncomfortably cold. Julian stood up quick, still looking at the man. With a small smile that could barely be seen through his mask Julian did an awkward crouch; somewhat of a sit but where his rump didn't touch the ground. "Yes strangers like myself must be every so annoying to deal with," he grumbled.
The petals upon his head swayed and quivered even in the slightest of winds, yet they still sat their upon his head; adorned it. Green eyes would blink softly in annoyance to the wind that dried them. Fur disturbed in its invisible presence as the soft stands of wind whipped around a slender shape. "My name is Julian," and i am no greater than your Gods, but no worse than your demons. If the winged man would let him join, he'd be content. Maybe he'd look for any opens spots in the medic genre? Or even continue being an Anatomist; further more his Autopsies to show everyone how the bodies of certain creatures work and what part of the bodies are called."I am here to see if there are any open spots in Halls of Hiraeth." He mumbled this next part; his voice barely a whisper. "And to get a good meal, im starving."
"I know, this is Halls territory," he croaked. The feathers and last decorations of the previous season swayed gently as a small wave of wind whipped around their bodies. "Hence one of the reason i've come to the borders." He sat down, which he regretted, the snow that stuck to his rump as he sat was uncomfortably cold. Julian stood up quick, still looking at the man. With a small smile that could barely be seen through his mask Julian did an awkward crouch; somewhat of a sit but where his rump didn't touch the ground. "Yes strangers like myself must be every so annoying to deal with," he grumbled.
The petals upon his head swayed and quivered even in the slightest of winds, yet they still sat their upon his head; adorned it. Green eyes would blink softly in annoyance to the wind that dried them. Fur disturbed in its invisible presence as the soft stands of wind whipped around a slender shape. "My name is Julian," and i am no greater than your Gods, but no worse than your demons. If the winged man would let him join, he'd be content. Maybe he'd look for any opens spots in the medic genre? Or even continue being an Anatomist; further more his Autopsies to show everyone how the bodies of certain creatures work and what part of the bodies are called."I am here to see if there are any open spots in Halls of Hiraeth." He mumbled this next part; his voice barely a whisper. "And to get a good meal, im starving."
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