Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20150726225807/@comment-11163511-20150805022446

Sam returned to the little spot he had left the coyote pups waiting, many of them yawning from sitting there for so long.

"Ay, I'm sorry. I could have got back earlier. Must be past your bedtime now, huh?" He stroked his hand on some of the pups. He then gently pushed them into the tunnel so they could go for a nap. "Go on, scurry over to yet mums and dads and just let this lad be." One of the pups refused to leave and muzzled its wet leathery nose on his lap. Sam shrugged and took out his notepad to finalize his drawings, petting that little creature, slowly drfting into a slumber as he whispered a few shanty lines:

"For the voyage is done and the winds do blow

And it's time for us to leave her."

This little nap was shortly interrupted by the growling and hissing of the older yotes at the clacking of the hooves of heavy draught above the den. The pup welped and ran off

"What the bloody hex was that?" Sam moaned as he awakened, soon to be pushed amidst the flood of coyotes heading towards the strange noise. Sam was lead to a strange figure standing right at the entrance.