Kobold Plot
Jan. 24th, 2018 08:29 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mogget_catYrael comes in from the lake area with leaves in his mussed white hair, patches of mud and the occasional twig clinging to his clothes. His mood is somewhere being annoyed and indignant, with shades of personal affrontedness, even if it only shows in the light of his green eyes and in the way he carries himself across the room to the Bar.
To have unexpectedly regained a close friend and hunting partner thought lost forever, it is a joyous thing.
...To then find your prey drastically, even dangerously reduced in number over the course of a few days, and your preferred hunting grounds full of criss-crossing scent lines stinking the place up with the smell of wet dog of all things, plus then running into a bear trap...
It does not a happy Yrael make.
"All right, who has been poaching the demon rabbits?" he demands of the bar at large. His voice carries quite well, for a tone so flat.
To have unexpectedly regained a close friend and hunting partner thought lost forever, it is a joyous thing.
...To then find your prey drastically, even dangerously reduced in number over the course of a few days, and your preferred hunting grounds full of criss-crossing scent lines stinking the place up with the smell of wet dog of all things, plus then running into a bear trap...
It does not a happy Yrael make.
"All right, who has been poaching the demon rabbits?" he demands of the bar at large. His voice carries quite well, for a tone so flat.
