finding this place seemed like a joke. even in a new land, it seemed humans had tried to take over but lost to nature. cal could only snicker as he made his way to the dilapidated barn sittin' some distance from the camp. he'd promised to look for some herbs for miss @Penthesileia should he find some, but the stench emanating from the barn captured his attention.
as he stepped into the barn, a rank stench permeated the air, making his stomach twist. callahan recognized it from his time with the gang. something died here and was rotting somewhere in the dilapidated barn. he remembered the times he'd been tasked with cleanin' up the dead to hide evidence from the law or honorin' a fallen member.
that is, until a rustle sounded from the entrance of the barn. cal paused to glance over his shoulder. callahan weighed his choices before turning to amble towards the slightly open door.
as he came closer to the entrance, cal could just make out the shape of another. the man stilled, the fur along his nape rising as he prowled closer. “who's there?” he growled as he stepped into the faint sunlight streaming into the barn.
aw for those wanting to join the gang !
misc skill ; outrider
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