like thunder gonna shake the ground
Loren padded through the streets of the Hollowed Ground, Astra by his side. Although he didn't have much time to spare with the threat of the illness still hanging over him and those he cared about, he hadn't had news from the area for a while. So he was going to check to see how everyone here was doing. He himself was doing better, his fur washed and groomed and gleaming in the Longheat sun, mane ruffling in the slight breeze.
Turning a corner, his steps slowed as he saw a familiar form in front of him. Vague memories washed through him and he shuddered a bit. Still, he sent a single word through his bond with the woman. Amalia? Although his own pace was hesitant as he approached the Shield, his companion had no such doubts: she bleated and trotted right up to the baker. The luxere stared up atAmalia with wide eyes.
Turning a corner, his steps slowed as he saw a familiar form in front of him. Vague memories washed through him and he shuddered a bit. Still, he sent a single word through his bond with the woman. Amalia? Although his own pace was hesitant as he approached the Shield, his companion had no such doubts: she bleated and trotted right up to the baker. The luxere stared up at
LOREN
