It was a late August as the brownish, golden leaves fell to the ground. One man stood tall, blue vibrant orbs on the little dire wolf that had long, white fur as it’s saliva fell from it’s mouth. The wolf continued the growl at the man who had black wolf pelt around his neck, a broad smile went across his pale face as the sun made it shine, “And what are you suppose to be?” he asked, now taking the cub in his arms as he tried biting with his long canines.
The man laughed at the cub, now a younger girl walking over, draped in silver silk and pelts on her arm as she just giggled. Her hair was long and straight with a crown hair, now as she placed her hands on the man who looked to be in his 20’s. “Ulric, how’s the summer evening?” she said, now looking at his surprised face at her words—indeed ‘surprised’ was taking it a little too far. He left the cub in leaves as he twirled around, eyes black as the sun continued the shine on the three.
“Ahh, my day has been fine.” He responded, cheery with his hand running through his long, black beard that curled up. As he said this, the spring right by the squirted water at the both of them as they looked besides, in quite of a shock to view a griffin on the rim of it all, in his beak a mouth filled with fresh water as it hopped in the air. It’s feathers were brown, beak golden and his head filled with white, eyes filled with life.
super short and bad but oh well XD
