If you don't haven't signed up please do. Yclept was out plucking the leaves off of plants, then thought,*ooh I could use that to make a cure for non-magical diseases.*
Calla shifted through the bushes sniffing the air as she went. She had left her pack at the den and was now patrolling on her own.
*This place is flourishing with herbs! Anti poison, wound closers, acid, & many more possibilities! I wonder why it's soo... Untouched.*
Calla's twitched forward and back listening for anything. She hadn't caught a sent of anything which is good but she continued on anyways.
Calla crossed over a trail and stopped quickly. She looked up and looked for any signs of something, she spotted the bushes russeling and Calla growled.
Calla growled again as she lost the sent, she raised her muzzle to the air and howled calling her for pack. They arrived shortly and were instantly put to work. Now 5 wolves were on patrol searching for the lost unknown sent.
*theres more than just one, oh nightmare, save me* he thought as he started climbing a tree, as secretively as he could.
Calla called her pack back together as they met under a the nearest tree. The pack reported each giving Calla unwanted news.
*Ah, I forgot, my deafen spell, don't want them hearing me climb*, he activated a spell that deafens all living thing in a 30ft radius, including me.
(Your making this impossible!) Calla finally led the pack away, back to the den. It was getting dark and the one creature Calla couldn't stand only came out around night fall.
*finally they left* he thought as he slid down the tree (want to see a pre-made char set-up, he specializes in escape and diversion magic.)
The pack collapsed when the reach the den, they all huddled together and fell asleep. Calla sat at the mouth of the den and watched the sun set listening to total silence.
(If the den is further than 30ft away, deafen stops affecting you) *I should try to find their home tomorrow* then he heads off in the general direction of his tree house (which is about 150ft away), he deactivates the spells 50ft in
Calla kept watch a few more hours then finally went inside and curled up in a ball on a flat boulder bear the opening and fell asleep.
Yclept finally made it home, and wrote in his, old, & tattered, journal about what happened, & drew a quick sketch map to the "wolf lands", made a few potion, & fell asleep in his deer hide bed.
Calla was up bright and early and already paroling with Siro at her side. They walked along a well known path that led to a perfect watering hole.
*ugh I hate waking early, I can never fall back to sleep, we'll might as well go find the wolf home.* Yclept looks in his journal, puts on his brown cloak, takes a lockjaw cure, & a close wounds potion, makes sure he has his dagger, & heads off. He makes it back there in roughly a few hours.
Calla and Siro reach the small pond, the scent of deer and rabbits filled the air making Calla's mouth water. Siro took a drink from the cold stream water and licked his chops at the smells. *So uh Calla, about breakfast* he said with a hungry grin. Calla smiled and set up farther into the woods and searched for food.
