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ARLO MAXIMUS
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A cool night, but ones that would be warm soon. The wind whipped over the rocky moors without restraint, biting into those without the means to cover themselves- fur, blankets, jackets, you name it. Some of the Stoneguards milled about quietly, in and out of the cavern without means to anything else. But Arlo needed nothing more then the wings pressed tight against his side, and the logs he was dragging to this pile to keep him warm.
The draconic feline leaned down, exhaling on the logs- dry, and of good side. Flames exhumed from his breath, lighting the logs. It took a few moments, but a good roaring fire, crackling and warm, came soon to warm them up. Arlo huffed gently, curling up besides, laying his head down and closing his eyes.
Maybe leading wasn't so bad. Maybe taking time off from his.. side job would lead him to better places, something that he could sustain. Somewhere.. he could start a family. His heart thudded, opening his dark red eyes, staring at the depths. No. He couldn't ever do that.
"speech"
The draconic feline leaned down, exhaling on the logs- dry, and of good side. Flames exhumed from his breath, lighting the logs. It took a few moments, but a good roaring fire, crackling and warm, came soon to warm them up. Arlo huffed gently, curling up besides, laying his head down and closing his eyes.
Maybe leading wasn't so bad. Maybe taking time off from his.. side job would lead him to better places, something that he could sustain. Somewhere.. he could start a family. His heart thudded, opening his dark red eyes, staring at the depths. No. He couldn't ever do that.
"speech"
— Reggan