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So falls the rose - Daegal - May 31, 2023 All welcome!
[dohtml] His brother was missing. It had been a while now. Daegal had at first hoped he'd gone to visit his friend in that nearby pack, but Izzy still hadn't returned. Still he tried not to worry; he had his siblings had been out lots of times and the only time one of them had gotten in trouble was when Daegal himself had made the mistake with the bear and nearly gotten @Hagar killed. Izzy had always been safe. He would always be safe, right? But Asmund had been afraid of something - or someone. He'd been scared for his life, and even the adults hadn't really been able to help him feel better. That was what got to Daegal, in the end. He was going to go out and find his brother, and woe be upon anyone who may have hurt him. RE: So falls the rose - Apolline - Jun 05, 2023 [dohtml]
RE: So falls the rose - Daegal - Jun 29, 2023 [dohtml] He hadn't necessarily meant to end up in the marsh, but to be fair he hadn't been this far out yet. To the Lagoon, yes, but not here. It was new and kinda smelly and the frogs here were so loud. Daegal kept a neutral expression despite his disgust, trying to ignore the mud soaking into his fur and dragging him down with it's ick. He had to find Izzy... he had to find him. He wouldn't complain, or grouse, or turn back just because of a little uncomfortable mud. What kind of brother would he be? A bold frog hopped out a little in front of him and Daegal paused, watching it. His stomach rumbled quietly. He'd never eaten frog... he contemplated the snack before dropping into a crouch. Unaware he was being watched, the yearling crept forward only a few steps before pouncing. |