03-31-2021, 09:05 PM
[align=center][div style="max-width: 415px;text-align: justify;font-family: times new roman;font-size: 10pt;line-height: 116%;text-indent: 35px;"]He had been asleep when it had happened, away in a bush shielded from view while his parents had been out on a small hunting party of just the two of them. They had been coming home empty handed and in defeat when they had met their death. The screaming is what woke Ruven up at first, head shooting up and looking around, confused, for a moment, but he was greeted with silence. He knew it hadn't been himself that had screamed, so it had to be something outside of the small place he had been sleeping in. It had taken the young boy a while to decide what to do before he had exited the little nest, and greeted by the body of his father and the scent of blood he listened to the words Sojourn spoke. She was covered in blood and it scared him but she was nice to him, so she didn't lie, she wouldn't lie to him, he knew that to be true.
So he followed the two off the main island that the other groups took their home in, making his way onto the little shattered pieces of island that had long since broken off from the main island when the Coalition had taken over. Tired and hungry the small cub hid behind Sojourn as he looked over the expansive territory before him, waiting for someone to come to greet them.
So he followed the two off the main island that the other groups took their home in, making his way onto the little shattered pieces of island that had long since broken off from the main island when the Coalition had taken over. Tired and hungry the small cub hid behind Sojourn as he looked over the expansive territory before him, waiting for someone to come to greet them.