forum Is it too much to ask for a roleplay that won't die?

Started May 15, 2019 by @ElderGodSwimwithGamers group

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hm, the ball of sunshine it is

Perfect. Do we need templets?

only if you want to

I prefer blind, (cause I'm lazy)
Uhm… you wanna statt?

Sure!

Alex walked through the woods, whistling a happy tune to distract him from his unfamiliar surroundings. His shoulders were getting tired, so he adjusted his bag to have most of the weight on his arms. He had been told specifically to not open the box, so he simply never looked at it. Thankfully, it was nearing dusk, and he would have to stop and set up camp.

Firiko sighed, he was headed back to the Primal Forest. But it was taking longer than usual cause of the constant stop and hide from the pair of rogues he'd accidentally antagonized.

Alex slowed down; he needed to find a place to set up camp. He started paying more attention to his surroundings.

Firiko sighed once more, glad that he could stop and rest soon. He pressed on a little further, shifting back to human form as he walked, fire red gold hair falling into his eyes as his large wings pressed close at his sides.

Finally, Alex found a good spot to bunk down. Clearing a space, he set up his small, one person tent. Satisfied, he placed his bag inside and went to gather some fire wood.

Firiko eventually shifted back to wolf form, his wings still pressed against his sides as he walked, only this time hunting.

Alex made his way back to his campsite, dropping his bundle of kindling, sticks, and logs with a clatter. He plopped down, pulling his flint and steel out of his pocket.

Firiko kept going, having caught and eaten by the end of half an hour. He kept going in that form, heading in no particular direction as he looked for a place to stay.

By now, Alex had gotten a nice fire going, and was cooking his canned pork and beans. he stirred occasionally, whistling the whole while.

Firiko stopped, lifting his nose to the air as he smelled a campfire. Curious, he padded after the scent.

Alex smelled his cooking dinner.
"I think it's ready!" He said with a grin. He poured the food into his can and placed the hot pan on the ground next to the fire. After saying a few words under his breath, he dipped his spoon in and took a bite.
"Hot, hot, HOT!" He nearly dumped his food as he grabbed his water bottle. He chugged, trying to cool off his tongue.
"I'll wait till this cools down…"

Firiko padded up to a small clearing, which held a one man tent, and a guy with his campfire. He stayed hidden as he watched the other nearly burn himself, trying not to laugh.

Alex stirred the fire, growing bored as he waited for his food to cool. He reached into the tent, pulling out a book. It was thin, and well worn. He flipped through it once, then turned to the first page.

Firiko watched for a moment long, before finally moving out of the trees, curiosity overcoming his concerns about scaring him, due to his unnatural colorings, and size.

Alex didn't notice Firiko right away. Instead, he was quietly whispering the words of the book to himself. He was saying them too low for Firiko to hear the words, though.

(Remember enhanced hearing..)
Firiko couldn't make out the words he was mumbling, but he did pad a bit closer, his paws almost silent on the forest floor.

(Exactly. That's how softly Alex is speaking)
"…And Mama Wolf said to Papa Wolf, 'Where is our son?' And Papa Wolf replied, 'He's out playing with that Hood girl.' Mama Wolf became distraught…" Alex quietly read.

Firiko crept a little bit closer, his paws flattening the grass, a small twig snapping under his back paw.

Alex's head wiped up.
"Hello?" He asked in an innocent voice.

Firiko froze, just on the other side of the flames, his ears up and alert as his blue-green eyes locked on the other.

Alex stared into Firiko's eyes.
"Um…" He wasn't sure what to do.