Nomad needed some time away from Rocco. The moment he woke up from his sleep, he had ventured out for a bit, going a bit more north. He really wanted to take his mind off of things, he needed time to think. Apparently he liked someone? So soon? And worst of all, it was Rocco, his traveling partner. Nomad still did not even understand himself.
He had ventured a little north, and had discovered an area he had not yet been across. A forest attached to the lake, and it was almost as thick as the Glen, with tangled roots. There was light fog, and Nomad sniffed to find his way around everything.
It was a pretty place, a little dark and scary but… it didn’t look like anyone had been here in a while. It was a place of solace. A place where he could think for a bit. He settled down, and curled his tail around him awkwardly. Staring at the ferns that surrounded him, he tried to come up with the beat plan of action; what to do about his situation with Rocco.
May 24, 2018 04:04 AM
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