Feb 11 2016, 01:11 PM
Somewhere along the way, Menzier had wandered off from Damian's sight, but the feeling of the winged wolf lingered in his heart and soul and mind. He wandered about Polaris, sniffing the ground and air and whatever he happened to see that wasn't something that would or could run away.
Upon reaching the river, he trotted to it and waded in about knee deep before lapping at the surface, quenching his thirst. He drank for several minutes, filling up his belly. As he jumped out of the river, the liquid within sloshed around, making him tilt his head toward his own stomach before shrugging it off and continuing on his journey of curiosity.
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"Speech."
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