Venom Slynx----Rokkoh----
Sat. Oct. 03 -- Baian Swamp
It was just so...hazy and dry in the desert. Now in the Baian Swamp, Rokkoh was cold, wet and his pelt was mud splattered like plaster against an action figure to make a model. He groaned, and another driplet of dew fell into his mouth. "Stupid rain.." He snarled. The little slynx made his was past the--the-- gross pond infested by wretched wood, rotting trees and...stinky bugs. Rokkoh was already stinky, and on his journey across Evelon, he would never go like this. Drip! A quick dart of rain popped onto Rokkoh's head. He cursed a bit under his breath and continued, paws bathed in an unforgiving bath of mud, clattered up and down his legs. Rokkoh was looking for somewhere to rest, his pawpads bleeding and paws sore from walking. "I need to find a den," He lifted his head until he spotted-- a kind of a treehouse that was overgrown with vines and obviously abandoned...well maybe. He crawled torward the tree, a trunk lined with a mesh of giant spikes of green plants. He climbed up and entered the treehouse. It was empty and safe to camp here.
Sun. Oct 04 -- Baian Swamp
He would have to get out of here soon. He plunged out of the treehouse head-first, and blazed off to his next destination.
LEAVING TO NEXT AREA!
