ravinwolfen
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Mar 26, 2012
Red was breathing a bit heavy as he jogged through the dark woods on his way to drop off a bag of things for his gandmother. The 16 year old man was a bit concerned at how dark it was getting, and word was there was a hungry wolf in the area. Red was sure he could fight off a normal person with how athletic he was, or even talk someone down, but a wolf was an unknown threat. He pulled his red cloak tighter to himself and ran a bit faster, the woods getting thicker and mmore wild as he went.
The young man barly stood at six feet and was garbed in slcaks and a tunic, no weapons other than his hands and feet if the need arised, and he severly hoped it wouldn't.
The young man barly stood at six feet and was garbed in slcaks and a tunic, no weapons other than his hands and feet if the need arised, and he severly hoped it wouldn't.