She couldn't have imagined that a whole new continent would be more exciting than the first, but as usual things managed to surprise her. As soon as the ashen female had caught wind of another land below boreas she'd headed south. Of course she had more than enjoyed the sight seeing in Boreas, but coming into Auster was a whole new experience. Her silver eyes couldn't take in enough as she looked at the different foliage, landmarks, and strange ruins. Of course the one area she'd come across had been claimed by a pack, but it hadn't bothered her too much. She took her time as she traveled through each of the lands until she came face to face with a coast. At first it wasn't anything remarkable. It was rocky and an ocean just like any of the others she had seen so far, but upon further inspection she discovered something more than enough to keep her entertained for a little while. She came to the edge of a tide pool. Her dark face peered at her own reflection for a brief moment before tiny movements caught her attention. Ears flicked forward with interest as she watched minnows dart around in the tiny pool. Upon further inspection she managed to spot a sand dollar, a hermit crab, and even a little starfish that had been lodged between two rocks. Her tail waved softly behind her before she sat down and was content to watch the pool for a little while longer. At least she could find a place to sleep here, be lazy with hunting, and rest here for a few days before she moved on to explore more of Auster. Walk, "Talk" Think

YOUNG AND A MENACE

ooc. this is so late, I'm so sorry

There was a tiny little thing sitting on the beach. All monochromatic and delicate. Needless to say, the godling was drawn like a moth to a flame. Paws would roll with each step, silencing their progress across the sand. Tiny crabs scuttled underfoot, narrowly avoiding being crushed. Crown low between golden shoulders, the deity crept forth. Hoping to peer over her dainty shoulder, they made themselves known. "What has your interest in such a locale, primrose?" Why they had chosen such a name was beyond them, it simply seemed fitting. Delicate of nature, at least it sounded so. There was a tenderness in their heart, captured by the frail and petite. Something they could not share with the rest of the clan, of course.

Admiring the woman, they dared to scent her. Maintaining a respectful distance, for no apparent reason. Delicately as possible, for they had been caught on an amiable day. No pack aromas lingered on her pelt, marking her as a loner. Which meant if they chose to steal her away, keep her safe and cherished, no one would come for their head. Spinal muscles would tense, sending shivers down their spine. Tail quivering just briefly with excitement, they awaited her reaction.

"speech"


I THINK THAT GOD IS GONNA HAVE TO KILL ME TWICE