Sex: MaleRE: you slip on a patch of ice and hit your "funny bone"
Backdated to 2/1/22 | Mid-Morning | Overcast, -8°F | All Welcome for 1 or 2
Backdated to 2/1/22 | Mid-Morning | Overcast, -8°F | All Welcome for 1 or 2
Taking a trip further away from the Lake today, he had told Oksana and Nash of his plans to be gone until about nightfall as he explored further south. Taking the trip slow as he investigated the path of destruction the recent avalanche had caused, which in turn made him even more cautious as to not cause another one. The surefooted Vuesain was experienced on the rockfalls and the ledges of the mountain he grew up upon, but other elements that seemed to be his kryptonite liked to hide beneath the powdery snowfall.
One moment he was on all four paws and the next — SMACK — he was on his side, groaning as he cupped his elbow. "Shit," he managed out before a pained laugh crept out of his jaws.