Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27783182-20140123000942/@comment-24141785-20140123131614

Cyrelas took through the trees. He would reach the mountain... Cyrelas seemed to be one with nature. He saw a pack of wolves run besides him.

"Oh no..." Cyrelas muttered. The wolves didn't attack... they defended. "It seems nature's on my side..."

Cyrelas was riding faster then if he was on a horse... His fox companion was on his lap.

"I should probably name you something." He smiled. "How about... Harvey?"

The fox nodded in agreement... Cyrelas had his own little squad. He pulled out his wooden spear.

"If the others get any closer I have no choice..." Cyrelas muttered. "For Annaig."

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Annaig had her own horse... she was following Cyrelas.

"I'm glad he thinks I'm dead... I should really talk to him... but I can't!" She murmered to herself.