11-19-2020, 08:35 AM
AND IT'S HALF PAST THREE
[align=center]AND I GOT ANGEL WINGS
[align=center]AND I GOT ANGEL WINGS
BUT A DEVIL'S GRIN
AND ONLY ONE CAN WIN
elsweyr — tanglewood — three years
Finally? The word drifted to her ears from the border that she was now constantly watching. As far as she could tell their suppressors were slacking and she hoped that more would come that they would get more numbers and then push them back. It appeared as such when she came upon the wolf that was there upon the beginnings of their land and she found herself dipping her skull clothed head in greeting. Who he was was something she was going to find out as she sat down and curled her tail around her paws. Though she made sure to keep her senses open, back rigid. She couldn't trust him, nor anyone that came here from the very beginning. They could be just as bad as these disgusting vermin they had now. "Why is he here? What does he want? Who is this one?" A series of interrogative questions and she wanted them answered before he when any further.