tell the wolves I'm home
Her hoots and hollers hardly scorned him, if anything he laughed out into the moonlit earth, allowing her to embrace the spectacle as he continued to dig back into the sand. It didn’t deter him in the slightest, but it was good to know his assets were appreciated.
He did chance a glance over his shoulder to see how she managed the wall – scaling it with nothing on earned her his own wolfish grin and a vague, resounding decree of his own – before altering his route. The Sword could have persisted in rampaging forever, but opted to turn the tide once more by doubling back, shifting his limbs and stride back in her direction, but veering sharply to the left, off the sand, and into the long grass again.
As he passed by, he gave her a solid wink, before seditiously pushing his features into the wind and racing back the way they’d came.
He did chance a glance over his shoulder to see how she managed the wall – scaling it with nothing on earned her his own wolfish grin and a vague, resounding decree of his own – before altering his route. The Sword could have persisted in rampaging forever, but opted to turn the tide once more by doubling back, shifting his limbs and stride back in her direction, but veering sharply to the left, off the sand, and into the long grass again.
As he passed by, he gave her a solid wink, before seditiously pushing his features into the wind and racing back the way they’d came.
the ressurected sword
