Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191118230539/@comment-25828117-20191119153601

Lysilde bounced off the road as well. It felt natural but weird at the same time just how fast the world flashed by with the massive (to her at least) leaps she took as a squirrel.

Helian followed after Nyasia, nose leading him forward. He could smell things he had never smelled before. He wondered what that was. And he also realised he could find his own truffles now.

Midnight went to the other side of the road, a majestic black wolf without a pack.

The wagon came to a stop as the driver pulled the reins of the horse.

"Hey boy, easy."

An elf dressed in decent middle class attire looked down at the dog in the middle of the road, unaware of the menagerie further on.

"A dog?"

The elf was transporting wine from the fields to the city. He would know the nearby steads and dogs. This Saint Bernard was new.