04-02-2020, 09:21 PM
He wasn't normally a coyote? what was he normally? The line of thought was interrupted as the two men made their way towards the treeline, gravel and dirt already beginning to squish underfoot. Abe hoped this was just one of those ones that stormed for passed over, like a quick, violent, moving cloud. It probably wouldn't be though. With the sky rapidly darkening as the rain pelleted the earth, he watched from his shelter of the forest.
Where was he from? geez. "I, uh. I was born in a junkyard with a bunch'a other coyotes. There was a sorta clan formed there but nothin' like the ones here. It wasn't real great so I left with a friend." His wife.. past wife. "How about you? You born in the clans?"
/I don't think you could beat how late this reply was RIP
Where was he from? geez. "I, uh. I was born in a junkyard with a bunch'a other coyotes. There was a sorta clan formed there but nothin' like the ones here. It wasn't real great so I left with a friend." His wife.. past wife. "How about you? You born in the clans?"
/I don't think you could beat how late this reply was RIP
I COULD GO OFF THE DEEP END !
coyote ★ six years old ★ tangle ★ tags ★ plotting ★