DAMASCUS
he was like a storm,
Dohv, who by now was standing on the very tip of Damacus's nose with his paws spread wide to clasp the magical map gifted to them by the fireflys. Niether the jerboa nor Damascus knew that Dohv held it upside down, and still it seemed their horrible map reading skills were working to their advantage - it seems somehow they managed to meander into the maze without any direction at all.
It took a few long moments for Damascus to realise that they were no longer walking up slopes or wandering over weary field,s but were instead slinking through tight hedges. "Dohv!" He bellowed, brows knitting closely together. "Read map you not? Way which are go we now!?"
Damascus was awfully anxious to see this relic, and secretly he wished ot be the first one to gaze upon it save for the man who found it; the shaman.
Treading with large glomping steps through the winding corners and twisting turns, Damascus was soon to find himself in a dead end. With no real wish to turn back and find his way out the child instead proceeded forward, attempting to push his lanky eighteen-hand bodice through the shrubs.
"Ah, Dohv" He murmured soon after.
"Stuck I am"
It took a few long moments for Damascus to realise that they were no longer walking up slopes or wandering over weary field,s but were instead slinking through tight hedges. "Dohv!" He bellowed, brows knitting closely together. "Read map you not? Way which are go we now!?"
Damascus was awfully anxious to see this relic, and secretly he wished ot be the first one to gaze upon it save for the man who found it; the shaman.
Treading with large glomping steps through the winding corners and twisting turns, Damascus was soon to find himself in a dead end. With no real wish to turn back and find his way out the child instead proceeded forward, attempting to push his lanky eighteen-hand bodice through the shrubs.
"Ah, Dohv" He murmured soon after.
"Stuck I am"
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