Kholat

[Ryan Naismith]

Name: Naismith
Age: 32
Sex: Male
Species: German Shepherd
Anthro
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 73 kg
Appearance: german shepherd, with a full coat of black fur
Attire:US army Field Jacket, pants, and combat boots.
Personality: self serving. Smart. Stubborn, and patient when he needs to be. He has no patience for "idiocy" as he tells it. He is quick to forgive, but not to forget.

[Alistair]

The saber a bit too close made her snarl a bit her tail swaying up and down and her eyes glowing brighter looking at the large feline

((Yeah in all honesty we were trying to wait for more people. Feel free to jump in whenever.))


Alistair jumped back, spooked by Zaida as his quick movement uncovered some winter crops which he was trying to dig from the frozen ground.

[Ryan Naismith]

The black furries shepherd walked. It was all he could do. In this blistering cold, he could barely see, let alone  get any sense of bearing. So, he pulled the hood of his field jacket up to the cold, extremely glad for his winter coat. Though, with the wilds like this, it didnt help much. He needed warmth. Now.
Wait... was that a cave?

[Farewell]

Zaida looked at the saber her head still in her scruff and her tail wrapped in her as she looked at the large pink feline and sniffle studying the feral, looking at its large paws a bit curious of what it was doing

[Alistair]

Alistair pawed at the ground again, this time digging his claws in and uncovering some radishes.

[Farewell]

Zaida's ears perk up looking at this and back at the saber surprised. 'Food?' She though to herself

[Alistair]

Alistair nodded, stepping back for the sergal to take the radishes. The saber thought to himself, "This sergal must be lost. Perhaps there are others?"

[Farewell]

The hybrid's long tail unwrapped feeling more comfortable around the feral feline, and she grabbed a radish and taking a small bite from it, she was a bit hungry from the journey.

[The Past]

Geoff couldn't see a thing as he wandered through the thick storm.

"CIARAAA!" he called out repeatedly, the desperate cries broken by the howling winds.

He continued to wander until he stumbled into a rock wall. He patted his gloved paws at the surface, and after a while found a crevice he could squeeze into. Exhausted, he huddled up and waited for the storm to pass.

[Farewell]

Zaida continued to eat the radish, pleased that the saber allowed her to have some. She sat back down crunching on the somewhat frozen vegetables

[Alistair]

Just as soon as Alistair had appeared, he had left in search of others; leaving the sergal wondering if the saber was real or not.

[Farewell]

Zaida continued eating radish. "could be another delusion" she said in a calm whisper.

[Alistair]

Alistair squinted through the storm, hours later stopping at the crevice Geoff was inside.

[The Past]

Geoff had fallen asleep.

[Alistair]

At this point Alistair had to lay down, covering most of the crevice Geoff had taken refuge inside. Snowflakes accumulating on his thick mane as the storm kept raging on.