Post by axe on Mar 31, 2011 19:12:08 GMT -5
Axel placed his hand over the ruined siege engine. He was looking northward and could see the beginning of the Pointed Ears’ domain. He wondered what it must be like to be an Pointed Ear. Always using magic, but he guessed he couldn’t stand the smell of all those different scents the Pointed Ears give off. It sickened him and gave him headaches. He looked around lost in his thoughts and saw a cloth sheet with a symbol lying on the ground. He walked over to it and recognized it as the tiny pale-skins banner that their Clan Leader used when in combat. He continued walking around the ruins and gathered wood. He was traveling to the Haradac from the Spine and was attempting to reconnect with a sister tribe. He highly doubted they would believe him so he was really just taking this journey to see the land.
The sky was darkening and the bright silver disc slowly raised itself in the sky. He placed his bloodied blade on the ground and began skinning the long ears and bushy tails he caught earlier that day. Axel placed the red meat on a long stick and cooked them over the hot light. He looked up and noticed the little bright discs had also come up. Stars one pale-skin once told him they were called. He didn’t pay much attention to the lights. The dark liquid that he was near was cool to the touch and he took in mouthfuls. He then filled his pig-skin containers. He knew that there was little liquid in the desert from his tribes stories of their homeland. He stayed by the lake and allowed the hot light to disappear. His vision was better at dark-time and he was happy to stay in the dark all the time. he began humming an old Urgal marching song used before battle to boost morale.