NEW MEETING PLACE DISCOVERY?

[j a c k .]

like a cold wind blown, Jack was fond if traveling; it brought him closer to the memories of his siblings. A soft hush of wind and the fresh scent of autumn, if life's slow decay only made Jack nostalgic. Beyond the cold aching bones that fluttered like static in his joints hushed in the quiet: a scene. The scent of anxiety and the familiar scent of the pitt. Aine was there his little sister and Delilah, there was a hush of undergrowth, a cold wind as Jack slotted himself in front of the dragon he faced not long ago in a raid.

"long time no see, pinkette" Jack's coy tone was absolutely frigid. The rucksack along his him cold, did Jack freeze it on accident? It didn't matter- he kept his eye towards the tanglewood. The small Tom's tail aiming to curl along one of aines legs: a protective geasture.

"I think it would be wise we remain... Neutral for now, lest you want to loose."

/Mobile chbshx
Protection square is fORMING