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03-11-2017, 05:07 PM
She wandered towards Auster, the summer heat of boreas being a bit much for her. She came from frozen lands, so she wasn't faring too well in the summer heat. It made her coat itch, her constant panting annoying her to no end. How did other wolves put up with this? Maybe they were already born into it, or maybe it was the simple fact that this was normal here. Even the northern parts of boreas weren't as freezing cold as her homeland. So she decided to head down to Auster to see if she could find some relief, and already as she was crossing the land bridge she felt it significantly getting cooler. The cool breeze from the ocean around her helped too, and she was grateful to finally have made it out and away from the cursed heat! Walk, "Talk" Think |
05-13-2017, 01:28 AM
The male decided to head North, heading towards the main continent in search of his lost mother. Little did he know, however, that today would be the day they cross paths. The slate blue male trotted across the sands, the feeling of the earth strange beneath his paws. Back home, they had very little shores that had dirt, everything was encased in snow and ice, but not here. Here everything was different, there were trees and dirt and rocks and all sorts of things that were rare to find where he once lived. He thought about the day he'd return home and tell everyone of the things he had found and felt and saw, but he wondered just how he'd get back in the first place. Maybe some day...but for now, he was more concerned with finding his mother.
The man grew distracted then, wide eyed as a crab scuttled across his path until it dove into the waves that lapped at the land bridge. He watched it with interest, wondering what else might be scuttling around here. It was then when he looked up, he saw a familiar form ahead of him. Her back was to him, but he knew that gait, scent, and form all too well. "Anaana!" He called out, the male deciding to head towards her in a gleeful run. He watched her turn towards him, surprise evident upon her face, confusion too, until she realized who it was.
The man grew distracted then, wide eyed as a crab scuttled across his path until it dove into the waves that lapped at the land bridge. He watched it with interest, wondering what else might be scuttling around here. It was then when he looked up, he saw a familiar form ahead of him. Her back was to him, but he knew that gait, scent, and form all too well. "Anaana!" He called out, the male deciding to head towards her in a gleeful run. He watched her turn towards him, surprise evident upon her face, confusion too, until she realized who it was.