09-16-2021, 06:43 PM
A broken and desperate wolf, Quicksilver picked his way across the tundra in search of any sign that @Reiko might've gone home that way: a scent, a trail, anything at all. Having had first-hand experience in the aftermath of rejection, he hated the idea of the snowflower suffering alone through that most vulnerable time.
The winds blew snow into his face, unforgiving. He powered through for hours, feeling as though he deserved a far greater punishment despite how his paw pads nipped and how his muscles screamed for relief. There was no greenery that Quicksilver could see for miles and as the storm continued to cloud his view, he was so drained that he was forced to seek shelter.
He found a hollow where the glacier met the mountainside and crept within. A quick shake rid his pelt of accumulated snow, but the dampness made his skin tremble; the druid was not yet accustomed to such low temperatures.
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The winds blew snow into his face, unforgiving. He powered through for hours, feeling as though he deserved a far greater punishment despite how his paw pads nipped and how his muscles screamed for relief. There was no greenery that Quicksilver could see for miles and as the storm continued to cloud his view, he was so drained that he was forced to seek shelter.
He found a hollow where the glacier met the mountainside and crept within. A quick shake rid his pelt of accumulated snow, but the dampness made his skin tremble; the druid was not yet accustomed to such low temperatures.
the staff team luvs u