Cub of Prideless
Played by Fess


Small frame tenses slightly, lowering nearer to the barren earth as another figure approaches. All other movement ceases briefly as mystic colored gaze looked at the new arrival for a few seconds, examining, assessing, then it swings away and tension was forgotten as a strange wind arrived. Although the wind was 'strange' it was not threatening. Not unwelcome in it's feel. Not at all. It was a slightly warm wind, something very welcome in this chilly season. But more welcome than the warmth was the comforting feeling that accompanied the wind. Tyveil perked up, rising from the previously crouched position and slowly straitening to a surprisingly relaxed standing position.

Ears pricked forward following the invisible path of the 'wind' and the feeling that seemed to withdraw as the hum 'moved' away...twoards the south. Already the warmth and comforting feeling was missed. With eyes widening slightly Ty moved to follow the shift, trying to catch up with the loving sensation that was felt a moment ago. Maybe....if Ty hurried fast enough....they could catch up to that...whatever it was a moment ago and catch it? Tether and keep it nearby somehow...
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