Yris

OC-tober Day 3 - Nature

 

 

Shur’azan padded leisurely on all fours - yet still a silent, white silhouette among the thick greens and browns of the forest. His deep blue eyes scan the surroundings constantly, like a predator on a hunt, but that couldn’t be farther from the truth. 

 

He was young and curious, always taking in the new environments he traveled to. Jungles, hills, deserts, beaches, and the wide open sea he loved swimming in. He saw and remembered - and when he returned to familiar places, he could always navigate with much more subtlety. Avoiding danger while he moved along as he did now, picking his way through the jungle forest, until he saw-?

 

He sniffed and prodded his paw at the short log lying on a carpet of brown, crispy leaves. The log was dry - great for a fire! A little too big, but nothing a sharp metal sword couldn’t handle.

 

Clamping his fangs around the log, Shur’azan picked it up and trotted happily back to where his mothers had made camp - those two-legs would love his present, like always.