Artok tilted an ear forward. Studying her perhaps more boldly than he would have before. But not in a conscious effort to cause problems, but because he felt like he knew her. He broke his gaze and stared at the ground thinking.
Fury. Scars and then death. And pain. He remembered the skin in his teeth the fur. Bloodstains on the ground. Old and weary. But then his mind grew tired.
hmm he uttered it quietly.
Perhaps I've known you a lifetime ago. Warrior is fine. I know my limp is cause for concern, but I adapted.
Fury. Scars and then death. And pain. He remembered the skin in his teeth the fur. Bloodstains on the ground. Old and weary. But then his mind grew tired.
hmm he uttered it quietly.
Perhaps I've known you a lifetime ago. Warrior is fine. I know my limp is cause for concern, but I adapted.