09-19-2020, 10:46 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify;"]he told them he would be gone by dawn, and so he was. he was free from a group that he had no good memories from, leaving behind an ill father who was bound to be dead by the time they realized he was gone. he deserved whatever he got, that was for sure. there were more than a few things that man deserved, but death was being too kind.
if only it could've been him, right?
sand was not something he was used to, the way it stuck to his fur and blew into his eyes was only a bit annoying, but he knew that waiting would be his best bet. crossing borders was dangerous these days, who knew what kind of group he'd just stumbled across? maybe they were peaceful, but usually, they weren't. his group had been a pretty perfect example of that. a huff leaving him, he settled his haunches in the sand, nose scrunching as he got himself comfortable.
hopefully this wouldn't be too long of a wait, but he'd just have to see, wouldn't he? lowering his upper body, he twisted a leg to cover the scars that littered over his chest, slightly fresher than the other ones scattered over his body but not new. he could still feel these ones, and it was a struggle to protect them at all times these days. he couldn't exactly wear chainmail all the time. letting his head settle on the ground, he finally settled in to wait.
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if only it could've been him, right?
sand was not something he was used to, the way it stuck to his fur and blew into his eyes was only a bit annoying, but he knew that waiting would be his best bet. crossing borders was dangerous these days, who knew what kind of group he'd just stumbled across? maybe they were peaceful, but usually, they weren't. his group had been a pretty perfect example of that. a huff leaving him, he settled his haunches in the sand, nose scrunching as he got himself comfortable.
hopefully this wouldn't be too long of a wait, but he'd just have to see, wouldn't he? lowering his upper body, he twisted a leg to cover the scars that littered over his chest, slightly fresher than the other ones scattered over his body but not new. he could still feel these ones, and it was a struggle to protect them at all times these days. he couldn't exactly wear chainmail all the time. letting his head settle on the ground, he finally settled in to wait.
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