Remnants of Hope
A Zoroark shifted open dusty curtains, letting the orange of the setting sun into the room. He glanced over the grungy bed and filthy beat-up desk - nothing like the nice Guild furniture he'd used to enjoy. It wasn't glamorous, but at least he and his...
Varðaheimr - The Gilded City
“blaze,” the zoroark answered dismissively as he turned. volt was stunned for a moment. he recoiled, but then he realized his best bet was to chase after the guy who saved him. he bounded after him on all fours, like the way it seemed blaze ran, too.