Into new lands
Carefully those paws picked their way through this eerie place and yet it was a place suited to her. It would make an interesting pack land for sure, having the mist at your back, ahh it would be a fun place to do battle but alas such likely wouldn't occurrence any time soon. A pity really, she had been looking forward to some bloodshed, perhaps in the near future. Tail flicking behind her, that head rose from the ground making that nose wrinkled. Many scents lingered in this area and yet she wasn't interested in some helpless soul that was stalking it's way though this place, no, she was after that twin of hers.
So, these were the lands her dear sister spoke of. Or at least one of the many, ears flicking the dame moved forth with purpose in her gait for that nose had sniffed out the scent of her sister. It was a bit faint and yet there was a possibility her twin would be here still. Quite simply Brælynn followed her nose, being in no hurry or rush, for she would come upon her twin sooner or later. A simple howl was given to alert Rælynn, thus before too long she simply stood there and listened. Waiting to see if her sibling would reply or come charging at her out of the wood work.
"Speak."
the cloak of a copra embedded it's talons in the obsidian soil, damp and thirsty for more bloodshed. a damsel designed in midnight patterns with snow white freckles to compliment her appeal and claws that shred the earth inch by inch. she is a mask of many alias's, held captive by a goddess. Rælynn was very vain about her appeal, unlike her sister Brælynn and her brother Jedediah she was far more.. set on how she was presented to new comers. she and her two siblings were never the most vibrant, whilst the other four litters of medusa and deimos was more color coordinated to their father's glorious pelt.
Ræ was in transition, switching her audits in the direction of what was unfathomably familiar to her drums. her heart sank down to the bottom of the ocean that was her stomach - heaving herself forth in a tremendous leap and bursting into a sonic gait. she was in tune with her twin sisters howl, never knowing that she'd ever be this excited to see one of her kin; but she was in fact, boasting with frenzied excitement. it didn't take the ebony vixen long to find her sister, standing there in the open clearing - waiting for her. Rælynn brought herself plunging downward from a slope to collide into the side of her sister's vessel - knowing that she may or may not have knocked the wind out of Brælynn.
speech
Brælynn stood there amidst what mist lingered in this place, finding her self in a clearing. Perhaps the only place it truly cleared, for the most part. Ears flicking the women was silent, listening and waiting. Hopefully she wasn't making a fool of her self and that twin of hers hadn't gone off some where, ten again even so she likely would of heard the calling. Giving a wide yawn the aging lady stood there, listing and watching; relying more on sound then sight.
The pounding of paws and snapping of twigs was what gave her twin away. A grin crossed the aging women's muzzle as that shape came out of no where, ramming into her right side, quite knocking the wind out of her and yet those teeth would seek her twins scruff to pull her down into a messy pile of legs and fur. It had been too long perhaps, since they had found themselves in this kind of situation, then again rough housing was a thing they did all too well. Alas Brælynn knew now she was complete with her twin here in tow, without her it always felt as if half of her self was missing, simply one could not do without the other.
"Speak."