AFTER DARK // LoTS Visit, open

[Sylvest H.]

[glow=#000,1,400]I HOPE IT STAYS DARK FOREVER, I HOPE THE WORST ISN'T OVER — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

Yeah, this group was much more pretty, territory-wise. He stared up at the redwoods, eyes glinting at the small spirits he spotted. Nothing more than small birds, it seemed. Strange. But he shook out his fur and sat down, thinking. Another group Lorelei didn't know of. His blue eyes wandered the area, as if trying to find her. Sylvester groaned, glancing down at the basket of tools and food he had fixed up. He had no Chiefs or Reaver to aid him right yet, but he hadn't seen any qualifiers for either roles just yet.

"I hope I know what I'm doing." he sighed, staring past the border markings, into the redwoods beyond. [glow=#b6cdcd,1,400]text[/glow]