06-27-2022, 06:50 PM
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Rowan Lingré [The Frostguard — Canine/Hellhound — tags]
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C:\Users\Rowan> Lightly colored paws danced across the earth, carrying with them a body that's mixed with greys and soft colors. The hellhound raced across the border, enjoying the feeling of the wind brushing through his fur as he ran. A soft jingle rung out each time he would step, his jewelry clink against each other with the movement. Laughter soon rung out, a sound full of joy and childlike innocence. The sound would quickly die off as Rowan slowly began to come to a stop, his maw split apart as soft pants slipped past. He finally drew to a stop, settling underneath the shade of a tree, his body flopping onto the ground where he'd cross his paws in front of him and lower his head on top of said paws.
C:\Users\Rowan> ▏
© psy. All rights reserved.
C:\Users\Rowan> Lightly colored paws danced across the earth, carrying with them a body that's mixed with greys and soft colors. The hellhound raced across the border, enjoying the feeling of the wind brushing through his fur as he ran. A soft jingle rung out each time he would step, his jewelry clink against each other with the movement. Laughter soon rung out, a sound full of joy and childlike innocence. The sound would quickly die off as Rowan slowly began to come to a stop, his maw split apart as soft pants slipped past. He finally drew to a stop, settling underneath the shade of a tree, his body flopping onto the ground where he'd cross his paws in front of him and lower his head on top of said paws.
C:\Users\Rowan> ▏