01-15-2021, 06:03 PM
MAGNUM DAISUKE
Bound tightly with bandages and gauze around his sides, the injured wolf crept along the now familiar forest that he had found himself in not too long ago. It seemed that all sorts of people crept out of this forest with a hope of starting a new life with a plethora of outcasts from all walks of life. Magnum couldn't lie when he said the area was oddly soothing to his nerves that constantly stood on edge because of the people around him being complete strangers of which could be associated with any of the several people he had taken out since he was just a kid trying to survive. Maybe he could stay for a little while at the very least to cool down his trail in the somewhat safe borders of the Palm Glades and fight off anyone that wanted to disturb said break from his old life. Magnum let out a shaky sigh at this thought as he crept along the shadows of the branches above until a few of his classmates gathered around a stranger that hadn’t seemed to say anything just as of yet.
Of course, as he drew to the opposite side of Sherbert, the canid watched as the fox moved his paws to form words in sign language that he could somewhat make out do to his old friend having picked up many languages for his many disguises over the past year. Magnum’s grey gaze flicked from the newcomer’s paws to his face trying to get the jist of the words before giving a slight huff. “I can kinda understand it, but you might want to slow down a bit.” His voice seeped with a tired energy, unknown ing of the other male’s life and his lone travel since his own family kicked him down from his high and mighty status as a god and his old group had split up some time ago. And while he wouldn’t know his situation in the slightest, Damianos feelings of abandonment and confusion rang strong in Magnum’s life to the point where he had left him tossing and turning at night with just how this could’ve happened to him. Perhaps, they could find common ground is this if the wolf decided to let down his guard for anyone here.
Of course, as he drew to the opposite side of Sherbert, the canid watched as the fox moved his paws to form words in sign language that he could somewhat make out do to his old friend having picked up many languages for his many disguises over the past year. Magnum’s grey gaze flicked from the newcomer’s paws to his face trying to get the jist of the words before giving a slight huff. “I can kinda understand it, but you might want to slow down a bit.” His voice seeped with a tired energy, unknown ing of the other male’s life and his lone travel since his own family kicked him down from his high and mighty status as a god and his old group had split up some time ago. And while he wouldn’t know his situation in the slightest, Damianos feelings of abandonment and confusion rang strong in Magnum’s life to the point where he had left him tossing and turning at night with just how this could’ve happened to him. Perhaps, they could find common ground is this if the wolf decided to let down his guard for anyone here.
EVERYTHING IS DUST IN THE WIND
MAGNUM DAISUKE
MAGNUM — MALE — TIMBER WOLF — THE HORDE — TAGS