Sex: MaleRE: Lugh, you find a cave.
Oh, what a beautiful day! The little herbalist of Black Thorn Downs couldn't help the silly grin that was plastered across his brown and tan face, with his tongue carelessly flopping out the side of his open mouth. Ahead of him, a little bird flitted to and fro, back and forth between the branches of the trees that flanked the trail he walked along. It looked like a robin, perhaps... Or was it a thrush? He wasn't quite close enough to tell, and had the uncanny feeling that the bird might be leading him somewhere. Never one to let opportunity fly away from him, Lugh followed after the bird with his pale yellow eyes focused on the tree tops. When his avian friend deviated off of the well worn path, Lugh hardly hesitated in following it right into the thick, untamed underbrush. The going was slower, but he was just as determined to see where the bird would be leading him to. The Whelan had his head craned upward, and was so focused on the bird in the trees that he didn't see what was awaiting him on the ground. Suddenly, shockingly, rather than meeting solid earth his forepaw hung strangely in the air. Before he could realize what had happened, he had placed his full weight onto that paw, into nothing. Lugh tumbled and landed with a soft 'oof', taking a second to pull himself to his feet and shake off before he gazed up at the 'ceiling' he had fallen through. It appeared to be a small cave, with a wolf-sized circle of bright forest centered above him. "E-Ello? Bird...? Bird? Is this what you're tryin' t' show me?" He asked, his lilting voice carrying up through the hole he'd fallen into. |