LOREN
Loren had bumped into Oliver on the way to the summoner’s latest excursion to the Greatwood. One thing led to another, and now they were both shifted (him into a honey badger) and headed towards Ludo’s Woods. The trees there were reddish, and every now and then, they’d stumble upon a lantern. Luckily, the Launceleyn didn’t spook easily.
Thanks for tagging along. There was a great deal of gratitude in that thought, but also a distracted quality. His eyes and ears were trained on their surroundings, and his nostrils flared at every new scent. All in all, he was completely alert to their surroundings, trying to ride his instincts rather than letting them control him.
Thanks for tagging along. There was a great deal of gratitude in that thought, but also a distracted quality. His eyes and ears were trained on their surroundings, and his nostrils flared at every new scent. All in all, he was completely alert to their surroundings, trying to ride his instincts rather than letting them control him.
DON'T CARE
