11-21-2020, 06:15 PM
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
For the moment she did not sense any danger from the canine. She supposed that was a good thing and these could keep her bone dagger sheathed for now. Taking note of his tone she would tilt her head, expression hidden beneath the crocodile skull she wore. He was looking to join Tanglewood and under these circumstances. It was rough but then again the more they took in who understood their plight the more fighters they had for their cause. Loyalty to Tanglewood they would also have and she relaxed. The tribal woman pushed herself to her paws then and beckoned the wolf to step forth over the boundary that was the border into their swamp. "Very well, she does not see a reason why this one can not join. She hopes that he likes Tanglewood and what it has to offer. Welcome, Absol." She spoke with a warmer tone before she turned to lead him through the swampy area, and toward the forest of more solid ground. But he had asked her name and she could give it. "She calls herself Elsweyr."