05-02-2021, 06:34 PM
There was in fact a large imposing beast on the other side, at least that’s how outsiders perceived the hybrid most of the time. The Spirit Watcher was getting ready to go out on another patrol, the tribe having slacked off in them these last few days. The fur in the back of his neck bristled when the stent had of blood and unfamiliar drifted across his path and drew the hybrid towards the wall. His gaze narrowed as he peered through the vine covered opening, his orbs almost glowing.
Finally Kainan would step through, his head raised as he looked fit the cause of the stench. He took notice of the creature before him covered in blood, an eyebrow flicking upwards at the sight. “You’re on the land of Tribe of The Molten Spirits,” he mused. “Er would you like to wash that blood off?”
Finally Kainan would step through, his head raised as he looked fit the cause of the stench. He took notice of the creature before him covered in blood, an eyebrow flicking upwards at the sight. “You’re on the land of Tribe of The Molten Spirits,” he mused. “Er would you like to wash that blood off?”