2/25/2026, 11:01 PM
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The stocky man startled to a stop at the sound of a clear voice. He struggled for a moment to locate the voice within the field, before settling on a slim, earth colored wolf. Lose track of.. Grove glanced up to confirm that, yes, the sky was rather bleak. He frowned once again at the concept of finding himself in such seemingly miserable climate, and let himself briefly mourn warmth and humidity. He thought of his home, of which he could see nor smell any trace of. It was mostly forest and wetland, and stayed perfectly warm (or miserably hot, at worst) year-round. He recalled how he usually found the moisture in the air stifling and annoying- it curled his fur and the mist settled in his eyes like film. Now, though, he didn't think he'd mind it.
Sort of instinctually, Grove's shoulders rounded in on themselves and he settled into what could only be described as a half-squat. Not threatening, but rather clearly a poor attempt to make himself as non-threatening as possible. Slightly pathetic looking? Definitely. Could he help it? No.
"Hey there," He began, and his tail swayed slow and hesitant. "It really is hard to tell, isn't it? Not to be too forward, but do you know where this is? Do you know which way I would head to find Null Ridge? Well, I guess I should ask if you've even heard of it.. Sorry," He coughed to intercept his tumbling mash of questions, quickly giving the dirt a sheepish look.
"I'm Grove, by the way. That was rude of me," He tacked on, before sealing his lips with a small, embarrassed smile.
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