Out of coffee:
So I guess we just start then?
IC:
The sun still rose slowly, just barely casting light over the dusty canyons and stray, imposing cacti. The elongated shadows fell over a little wooden cabin tucked snugly against the rocks. The cabin wasn't anything to look at; years of its one dozen previous occupants running in and out of it had worn through it quickly. But now, it was home to just two people- a wolvark and her sleg.
"C'mon Woozer!" Lou called, throwing open the door and trotting down the wooden steps of her cabin.
'Woozer', the aging sleg that was Lou's only living reminent of her steef hunting days, snorted and stood up from where he'd been lying in the dust. His colors were more saturated from age than that of the adverage sleg. The two feathery horns on the back of his head were ripped in places, and drooped down around his face. Woozer barked and padded over to Lou's side, limping slightly on his left leg.
Lou threw a hand over her eyebrow, squinting through the morning sun. Farther down the canyon rested the town of Spittoonstone, her current destination. She had no reason to be there other than the fact that she felt the need to socialize.
"Lets go Wooz'," she chirped, rubbing Woozer affectionately on the head before trotting down the dirt road, heading towards town. Woozer kept up with her at a surprisingly good pace; despite being old, he was still strong. Lou kept him healthy on a diet of raw eggs, which did wonders for his muscles, but didn't help his breath at all.
"First we're gonna give a big ol' hello to the sherrif," Lou recited as though her pet could understand. "Then we can check out the pub and see who's around- I heard they got some new fella runnin' the place, we can give him a big warm welcome, can't we baby?"
Woozer wheezed in response.
They continued their pace down the winding road, shaded by the canyon walls. They started passing farms and windmills as they jogged, each settlement fenced off from the rest. "After all that," Lou shrugged, "we can do whatever you want to do, Wooz'."
It didn't take long for them to reach the town. Lou stretched with a sigh while Woozer flopped down in the dirt, his tounge rolling over his jaws.
Out of Coffee:
I'll just leave it at that until other people start posting.
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