Write this down.
Identification
Memory
Master Intellectual (250)
Intermediate Hunter (40)
2 Years
Female
0
Disaster
A lot had happened and in a not-so-steady way. It all came out of the blue, in a short period. She felt overwhelmed even though she wouldn't show it openly, her family didn't have to worry more than they already were, she wanted to give them her strength even if internally she was going down the cliff. And she didn't want to admit it, to admit she needed help, guidance. And again she didn't wish to bother her parents, she needed to do this alone.
She found herself a bit away from home, yet needed time to think and she had come to this island, quiet and all filled up with structures. Ones that she didn't think wolves could even dream to do. She explored as her lilac eyes explored the place, and the silence was refreshing, she needed it, She needed it to let her mind clean up from the noise of the world. Yet the quietness was quickly replaced by the rain the started to fall swiftly and over she sought shelter and quickly she sat under a palm tree, ears pinned as she watched the water pour over the place. "Speech." |
Identification
Memory
Master Intellectual (250)
Intermediate Hunter (40)
2 Years
Female
0
Disaster
|| "Thoughts"
Eyes flutter awake, in hopes of the rain to stop. However it did not, she was chilled but not too bad now. Jaded pools look around as her stomach gave a little growl. Although she did not want to hunt for she wasn't too hungry. Having a task at hand, something that needed to be done. It was going to be a long day and the woman understood this if the rain kept up. So the woman of cream got to work. Using tools around her, stones, some sinew to tie it all together, what appeared to be a few rusted nails scattered around. Tapping the nail ever so carefully threw the shells and the stones. Ears pinned against her skull. Between the stones the shell laid. Giving it that certain appearance she was aiming for. Although she was happy she did have extra stones for some did break and shatter due to not knowing on what the hell she was attempting to do. Trial and error so they say.
After a while, she smiled at the bracelet she had crafted. Lifting it up to admire how the shell and crystals shimmered. The gift was finished after a what seemed like eternity. And much failure. The rain was beginning to slow, which Identification shook out. Spotting that of a larger wolf, her tail giving a gentle sway behind her. Her vocals called out. "Greetings." Her voice holding hope although she still felt a little upset after her and Erebos's last meeting. Maybe he was right? She couldn't dwell though. "I'm F...." She dipped her head then lifted it. "I'm Identification." Wondering who this celestial pigmented she wolf was.
Then she heard a voice, spotting a woman, with various items around her, she tilted her head to the side trying to understand. "What were you doing? Does it have any important use?" She felt curious, yet it didn't seem something to be used to cause pain. But she still wanted to know. She tilted her head again. "Is that your name?" She asked, she was always a very opinionated and honest wolf, yet to learn to have tact. "Well, ill call you Fica since its easier." She sat down looking down to the woman's creation. "My name is Nova. My pack is nearby." She felt like mentioning such.
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Identification
Memory
Master Intellectual (250)
Intermediate Hunter (40)
2 Years
Female
0
Disaster
'Well, Ill call you Fica since its easier.' It was a nice little nickname, easy and simple like Fic was. So giving a gentle wave of her tail the other continued on. 'My name is Nova. My pack is nearby.' The scent of a few others hung thick upon Nova, scents she remembers. Eltrys and Saga. "It's a gift for someone Nova. I just hope that he likes it." A simple reply. "And I like Fica, it's simple and easy to remember. And it is a pleasure to meet you Nova." She wondered if she'd be over stepping boundires if she asked Nova if she known Saga and Eltrys. "Are you apart of Polaris by any chance? I have a friend that is part of the same pack. And I was able to meet a bear who smelt of Polaris also." Screw it, she couldn't hold it back. Her tail dancing around behind her watching the other sitting near her.
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