3/27/2025, 6:00 AM
(This post was last modified: 3/27/2025, 6:16 AM by Mor'Du.
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Your fragile peace will crumble.
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Mor'Du had previously been just sitting in what he could remember to be his den, a large cozy yet oddly eerie den he hated returning to in the evenings. It was another day, a successful hunt, one that had taken him most of the day to find and hunt. He was preparing to lay down and eat the rabbit when his stomach was suddenly doing summersaults'.
Fur fuck's sake, I better no be gettin' poorly.
His voice rumbled low, adorned with an odd husk that seemed to hurt. Within moments, Mor'DU was suddenly dropping, a flash of what seemed to be a void turned into a large snowy landscape. Falling from the sky onto the frozen grounds just in front of a lake.
Och, for the love o’ God, where the hell am I an’ why in the name o’ all that’s holy am I here?
It took Mor'Du a couple minutes to get his bearings, dizzy from his stomach doing flips and now from the drop, had a headache that rang loudly in his ears. This place was not home, no where near it truly. He could remember the tall pine trees and the red and orange clay and dirt, this place was nothing but normal brown dirt and snow.
He was pissed, more than it in reality. Why was he not at home, and why the fuck was he stuck somewhere with winds that seemed to bite right through his pelt to get to his skin. Ripped ears twitched with the winds direction, dark red nose twitching to catch any scents it could.