07-06-2019, 10:31 AM
The wolf boy was a in an awkward stage, his legs were long yet his body had yet to fill out. The thin creature lurked among the river. His parents were banished from Sylva and that had left him homeless, where was he to flee too?
He had always been told the river was a nomad land, and so he set out for it. His parents were gone already, making him responsible for his own life.
As he approchaes the river the grey and red streaked wolf crouches at the edge lapping up his quench. As he sits back cleaning his lips his eyes catch a pale feline walking the shore, he watches her for a moment before making himself known.
Hey! he yells out as he moves closer to her. I thought cats hated water, he smirks at a joke he finds hilarious. His head tilts as he sits before her, awaiting a response.
@[Felicitey]
He had always been told the river was a nomad land, and so he set out for it. His parents were gone already, making him responsible for his own life.
As he approchaes the river the grey and red streaked wolf crouches at the edge lapping up his quench. As he sits back cleaning his lips his eyes catch a pale feline walking the shore, he watches her for a moment before making himself known.
Hey! he yells out as he moves closer to her. I thought cats hated water, he smirks at a joke he finds hilarious. His head tilts as he sits before her, awaiting a response.
@[Felicitey]