WEIR
The Dale is quiet and still, and once again Weir must gather more pieces to make his home a true Kingdom. Sometimes he isn't sure how they even managed to be considered a Kingdom, small as they were, but he heard that they were not the only ones hurting for members. Perhaps that's just the burden they must all bare, scraping at the Field and hoping new faces might emerge with enough digging.
Today it seems he was in luck, a young dark colored female walked alone, obviously new. She did not smell of the ash of the Chamber, nor the clover of the Gates, she did not smell like anything familiar to be honest. She simply smelt, new, foreign if you will but Weir was just glad to have a new face- a potential new Kingdom member.
Now he wasn't here for love, his throat clearing like that of an old man as she swayed her hips and tail around. He was too gentlemanly to come outright and say she was bound to catch attention she didn't want, walking around the way she was. For example the Cove, he shuddered at the thought of the rumors he had heard and hoped that they were simply that- rumors. For today a simple hello would suffice, perhaps she would join him in the Dale, she could simply reside there and not be expected to do anything at all. It takes all kinds to make a Kingdom a family.
"Hallo miss," he calls shaking his rusty head as he approaches.
Today it seems he was in luck, a young dark colored female walked alone, obviously new. She did not smell of the ash of the Chamber, nor the clover of the Gates, she did not smell like anything familiar to be honest. She simply smelt, new, foreign if you will but Weir was just glad to have a new face- a potential new Kingdom member.
Now he wasn't here for love, his throat clearing like that of an old man as she swayed her hips and tail around. He was too gentlemanly to come outright and say she was bound to catch attention she didn't want, walking around the way she was. For example the Cove, he shuddered at the thought of the rumors he had heard and hoped that they were simply that- rumors. For today a simple hello would suffice, perhaps she would join him in the Dale, she could simply reside there and not be expected to do anything at all. It takes all kinds to make a Kingdom a family.
"Hallo miss," he calls shaking his rusty head as he approaches.
WINTER IS COMING