Shallows Edge Secondhand smoke

He remained quiet as the others arrived; his expression tense as his brows narrowed. The tawny Selwyn turned toward the yellow-eyed Edge Lord at the medic’s question, his chin tilting softly to the side. What were they going to do about the fire? It seemed far enough away that it wouldn’t cause the Edge wolves any trouble, but it was still worrisome. There were wolves south of them—Mabel. Had she—and her family—been affected by the blaze? His stomach tightened at the thought, the corners of his mouth drooping with concern.

We need to know where it is, whether… it’ll come our way.

Made sense.

… any volunteers?

His ears perked up, his lower jaw falling open as he prepared to offer up his services—but the others were quicker. First Remington, then Lyanna, followed by the distant healer whatshisface. His expression tightened once more. Nevermind. Three was already a crowd. Sachiel did not need to be involved.

His tail twitched in annoyance and he glanced away, his bi-coloured gaze focusing on the smoke in the distance.

(This post was last modified: Oct 12, 2018, 02:44 AM by Sachiel.)

ridge is a mature character

aka he curses a lot due to his frustation with his memory loss

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ridge associates colours with moods/feelings & uses them to describe others

In truth, Lance had no idea what was going on nor could he see whatever it was that Askan was looking to. In any case he was prepared to continue on the outside as though hoping someone would explain everything to him without having to ask. Luckily, he didn't have to push forward and someone else came to him. While the woman was no spit image of his mother, it was the brief look in the womans eyes that pulled Lance in. It only took a moment to feel a connection and instantly he moved to sit close to her. Still, he was quiet and he listened. There was fear and concerned laced in each voice that showed to Askan's call. It wasn't until the woman beside him expressed an interest in joining the girl who was going somewhere that seemed to be dangerous that he felt his stomach sink. A quiet, muffled whine escaped his lips as he looked to his pack mates.