Post by StarHopper on Feb 23, 2007 19:14:01 GMT -5
*crimson king winked back in, on the oppisite side of the island. no ship, no crew... and no tolerance. he snorted at the ground and looked around the area. there was an open beach, and it looked like no one has ever been on this side. at least, no one recently. he grinned to himself as he gathered drift wood. no time like the present to build shelter. he got to work, only stopping to eat. marsh grass was better than nothing at all! and he was also able to create a small force shield around a fish. that made decent meals. he figured it would take a week or so to build something substantial. something defensible. a fort. he knew he would eventually find his crew. most of them were able to blend in easily with the islanders, he wasn't worried about that. his concern was for vrolok. he hated to admit it, but he felt something special for that pegasus. she was reliable and bloodthirsty. just what he would want in a mate.
he shook his head. he had work to do, and it didn't involve standing around like a confused colt. he got busy working on his shelter.*
he shook his head. he had work to do, and it didn't involve standing around like a confused colt. he got busy working on his shelter.*
