Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-38113021-20190323232505/@comment-30921738-20190329001924

Icefang raced down the path that he knew all too well, a gift bag hanging from his jaws. In the stretch of forest between Jamaa Township and Sarepia Forest, the trees where plentiful, but not huge like the ones deep within Sarepia. Flowers bloomed in little clusters, and moss grew on the trunks of the trees. Every now and then the path Icefang took would go into a small clearing and rays of sun would shine on his fur.

Every few days he took this path to Kalayo's house, where they would walk together to school. But today was special. He had turned 15 several months ago; and now it was Kalayo's turn. And tomorrow, she and Icefang would have their ceremonies.