My heart is'a Pittering

Shawchert Menue · 09-08-2012, 09:44 PM

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Out of Character

WC: 310/ OOC: Shawchert is speaking in low speech for wolves, not sure if your character will know it or not... and you said you wanted a thread with Shawww Big Grin

In Character

Shawchert was getting the feel of the land. There was more diverse areas here than in Cercatori which was either meadow or thick trees. Here it was wooded, not sparsely but well enough, the rivers, and then the mountain itself. It made him want to climb it. But in his condition Shawchert could never do such at thing. He limped out into a nice meadow, one he was sure that a sight of the sunset would be something to see. Not to mention the night sky lit brightly with the moon and the stars and no trees to cover them up.

What caught his eye though was a black and white wolf. He tilted his head trying to figure out where he met her from. He limped toward her and growled a welcome, and a statement that he was tere; “Hello” He said in the wolf low speech. It was still hard to entirely understand, anyone could tell as soon as he spoke that he no longer had a tongue. That mattered little to him, he just wanted to figure out how he remembered her from. He thought of a sandy beach and art, but other than that he could not remember; “I think we have met somewhere before.” He stated as he got closer, but he stopped at a safe distance just in case she wanted to be alone. He never had a problem before but the attack Tharin gave him, he was not ready for another hostile meeting. He was still just learning the customs and culture of this pack, which were a bit like his old one, but not entirely, it was more... wild... savage, so he was sure to keep to himself most of the time and do what he could to make the pack better.

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