Scint River
After what happened last time, Mbwana is slightly more wary about attending this event. Those spirits from the last incident still haunt his nightmares, swarming around him like flies around a dying beast, plaguing and tormenting his every sleeping hour. Whenever he wakes in a cold sweat, he finds that his black markings have leaked into shapes across his sides, an unpleasant little side effect of the ghosts that attacked him.
Still, he cannot resist. He has Askari by his side, loyal hound at his heels, and that gives him the confidence to enter the crowd in his colt form instead of giving into the urge to arrive as a canine. Things are easier when he's a dog - people leave him alone, leave him to the machinations inside his head instead of attempting to talk to him. It is an act of bravery on his part to ignore these temptations and move forwards as a horse, a colt who is already brawny and gangly despite his tender age. Askari stays close, always keeping respectfully behind him. The pup has grown since entering the Rift and is now almost an adult size, although his maturity leaves a lot to be desired. He and Mbwana lurk near the outskirts, hoping that their menacing glares will persuade people to stay well away. cool quote of a few words goes here
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He's standing grumpily but plz someone talk to him :D
