Demetrius Feidler:
"Nyro!" Demetrius called, cupping his hands around his mouth to increase the volume of his voice. "C'mon buddy, where are you?" he shouted, golden eyes flickering back and forth as he searched for his pet.
"Nyro, this isn't funny! Get your fat butt out here before I withhold your dessert privileges!" His words came out thick and odd-sounding; the more worried he was, the stronger his German accent became. He grit his teeth and continued to trudge through the snow. As much as he loved the snow (after all, it reminded him of home), he also deeply detested the snow. It was cold and miserable and it made his joints ache.
"Nyro!" he continued to call out as he wove slowly through the trees. Was it a bad idea to be shouting in the middle of the monster-infested forest? Most definitely. But Demetrius wasn't really one for forethought. His mind was focused on relocating his lost pet.
"Nyro!" Demetrius called, cupping his hands around his mouth to increase the volume of his voice. "C'mon buddy, where are you?" he shouted, golden eyes flickering back and forth as he searched for his pet.
"Nyro, this isn't funny! Get your fat butt out here before I withhold your dessert privileges!" His words came out thick and odd-sounding; the more worried he was, the stronger his German accent became. He grit his teeth and continued to trudge through the snow. As much as he loved the snow (after all, it reminded him of home), he also deeply detested the snow. It was cold and miserable and it made his joints ache.
"Nyro!" he continued to call out as he wove slowly through the trees. Was it a bad idea to be shouting in the middle of the monster-infested forest? Most definitely. But Demetrius wasn't really one for forethought. His mind was focused on relocating his lost pet.