12-24-2018, 01:36 AM
[align=center]action — "speech" — thoughts
PHYSICALLY HARD | MENTALLY MEDIUM | MAGICALLY MEDIUM | ATTACK IN [b]#757f96[/b]
[div style="background: linear-gradient(to right, #464C5A, #757f96, #464C5A); width: 500px; height: 2px;"]Crow would wonder what such a pretty lady was doing on this end of the swamp. It was gross and wet, not to mention dangerous. If the gators or the snakes didn't kill you first, then you were bound to get lost and succumb to the elements... or your own madness. The feline knew firsthand the bog wasn't friendly; he had to get to where he was now someway.
He looked at the stranger curiously, his attenuated ears pricked slightly. "My name is Crow, and you've found your way to Tanglewood," he disclosed flatly as he took in the words Perpetualpaw said. "I don't think I have the power to carry out your request, but we can wait for someone who can."
Crow hoped he wasn't rude at all. It was a constant intrusive thought that he was not nice to others, even though they would insist otherwise. It was part of living with social anxiety.