is it any wonder
Another day, another new horizon to greet him. This one was nothing but a wide open expanse of jagged, rocky hills. The grass underfoot was somewhat crunchy, clearly a victim of the sun's rays over the past weeks. There were scattered outcroppings of stone all around him, surrounded by the crumbled castaways that had fallen away over time. The cocoa dappled wolf meandered closer to a cluster of stone, overturning the odd nodules with one paw to marvel at their roundness. He wasn't certain he'd ever seen a naturally occurring cobble that was so smooth all over without being worn away by waves. Interested in testing the rolling ability of the stone, he gave it a light tap with the side of his paw to see how heavy it was. Quite heavy, actually. More so than he might have originally expected for its size. Another flick of the wrist sent it properly rolling down the slight incline, picking up enough speed to start bumping and bouncing down the slope. When his stone nodule bounced once, then twice, and landed on a flat area of exposed bedrock, the witch was stunned to watch it split nearly down the middle. Both halves rolled to a quick halt on their newly acquired flat edges. Ears shoved forward with bold curiosity, he loped across the distance between himself and his prize with no regard for anything else. |
So the ridge it was! And frankly that was fine by her, it was a new experience after all! Trying to buoy her emotions by letting herself see this as a new adventure the girl set off at a trot. Coming to rest at one of the highest parts of the slope she gaped openly at the expanse that opened below her, divots in the ground seemingly scooped out by something bigger than she could even imagine dotted the landscape, and here and there she could see strange dirt covered shapes poking above the exposed soil. It briefly reminded her of the spires she'd visited with Jiro.
But before she had to cut her own thoughts off the clattering of a stone did it for her. Seafoam gaze turning towards it she spotted another wolf, a small shape flying away from their paws and bouncing down the slope. Imogen had always been bad at controlling her impulses and she found herself racing down the incline, a yip of pleasure pulling from her lips as she did so. When was the last time she'd really run? The plan had been to come to rest where the rock the stranger had kicked had but joy and sheer gravity saw Imogen over shooting her goal by quite a bit and she had to put on the brakes, skid to a halt and trot her way back up.
"Woah!" She breathed aloud as she neared the spot it seemed the stranger was also approaching. "Did you do that?" She could see now the rock had split in two, it was only one of the coolest things she ever seen, that day. There was no formal greeting, little regard for the fact she'd come running down the incline from behind the stranger with no warning only to shoot past them. Imogen didn't really take the time to think about those things often, she worked more on instinct and vibes than any sort of expected decorum.
Art by Rott-Gutt |