by nagisa kaworu » Wed Dec 05, 2012 1:29 pm
(Umm, I'm really sorry but wolves only live up to ten years in the wild, usually less. Your characters are, indeed, old.)
Storm darted through the trees and bushes, only to stop soon after, breaths heavy and ragged. He wasn't fit to run, yet he did it anyway. Dang it, he felt so tired now. He knew he had to look for small game to hunt for, soon and fast. After finally catching his breath, he sniffed the air, silent, judging. Lowering his head to the ground, he began to look for any traces of prey, carefully. He had to hurry...
'then, show me your true heart. the next action you take will be proof of your true feelings towards me.'
amaru
they/them