We listen to the roar of the waves -- Joining, Open

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LAEGLIN NIAZAI LINGRÉ

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[div style="background-color:#BG COLOR;width:90%; overflow: stretch;text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt;"] the female wouldn't be alone for long, the soft sound of dragging body soon apparent. from trees would appear serval tom, blue scales and ivory antlers amongst his fur, scar over his lip. normal appeared the front and top, against ground laid his legs and tail, fur matted and scarred around location that touched ground. he looked curious yet tired, keeping his distance once he reached the sands. against his legs were pads made of moss and vine, his ears standing tall. "ma'am?", he would ask quietly, "that was really neat. i wish i could move like that ... thank you for killing that one ...", he would pull himself closer, his ears quickly showing that they were battered and freshly bloodied, scratches on his pelt showing wounds from scraps.

coughing softly, he seemed embarassed, "that one is a bit of bully. well, they all are. my name's laeglin! um. what's your name?", he asked softly, head drooping as he laid on the sands, body aching. he'd been escaping that bandit after taking a trip to the forest, needing to get away from everyone else. the bandit wolf had taken him by surprise, beating him up before growing bored of the beaten and broken body of the boy. obviously, the wolf's boredom had led it to this place, where it's own death awaited it. panting slightly, he settled to catch his breath, hoping that the bear wouldn't come to attack him. he didn't want her food, he just wanted to rest somewhere safer than the forest. -

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