These Lands Unknown
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OOC: All Moss has on is pair of worn jeans, he also has a bow and quiver strapped to his back. Also, he looks like a mess. :o ||+000


The solemn wolf-dog continued to sing into the trees enthusiastically. Though, his eyes were getting heavy and he felt like he wanted to pass out. Sips were taken regularly and he was no longer in a reasonable state of mind. Finally, he gave into the heaviness in his eyes and let them close the muffled sounds of the forest lulling him into a pleasant dream. Only a few minutes later, a loud female yelp entered his dreams and surprised him out of it. He gave his own yell and teetered on the branch coming to flop off of it. Before he fell, he latched on to the branch and hung there for a moment looking down with sleepy eyes at the tan woman. She was so beautiful, he must still be dreaming. A dopey smile spread across his face and he let himself fall down to the ground landing flat on his ass. The flask landed next to him, the rest of the toxic liquid spilling into the forest floor. Good thing trees couldn't get drunk and good riddance. Anymore, and things would get ugly in front of his new company.


With the dorky smile still splayed across his face, he took a deep breath and let his head tilt to one side still thinking he was in the midst of a very good dream. The world seemed to spin slightly around him adding onto this belief. Hello there lovely. Finally he came to stand at full height. He towered over the dainty woman looking down and staring into her mesmerizing eyes. Taking a clumsy step forward he reached out a hand offering it in a handshake. What are you doing here? I usually don't dream such beautiful women. Lucky me. Moss would be lucky if the woman didn't dart away frightened by his straightforward words. He generally wasn't like this but under the influence he became a ladies man and his Scottish accent grew thicker, though still understandable aside from the slurs the alcohol presented him with. He couldn't pull his mismatched eyes away from her. The tan babe's tail swayed gently telling him she was happy to see him even though he had never seen her before. But, he was happy to see her too. Any company was welcome especially company from one as lovely as herself.



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