02-09-2020, 02:14 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 60%; line-height: 100%; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px;"]“Not to alarm you, but you’ve got something on your head.” Virgil pointed out in a matter-of-fact voice. Personally, she found some of the extra appendages some of the Tanglers had to be useless. She had never seen Aurum fly. What was the point of wings if one wouldn’t fly? But this coyote’s scrap of skin on his head was even more-so useless. It wasn’t even natural, like the wings.
The painted wolf had been lounging about after returning from a hunting patrol, but as soon as she caught the scent of a newcomer, she was trotting over with a raised tail. She couldn’t smell any “history” on him. It was like he had literally just spawned into the world just minutes ago.
The painted wolf had been lounging about after returning from a hunting patrol, but as soon as she caught the scent of a newcomer, she was trotting over with a raised tail. She couldn’t smell any “history” on him. It was like he had literally just spawned into the world just minutes ago.