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Clumsy Paws Turned Fancy



Eria
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06-22-2013, 06:56 PM
Find #1
ooc: This is after Eria has been accepted into Glaciem.




It was still a dream come true for the young female. She was officially a member of Glaciem, the pack of the Northern Pole of Alacritis. Her future had snow, ice, and numerous trips of hunts and practice spars to further her education and skills. Oh, she was so ready for it all! However, she knew that it would take time to get through it all, and she was eager to test her patience and abilities to their fullest extent.
Eria had found her way to the Caves that she had heard about since joining. The rumors of the drawings on the wall made her curious and she had to see for herself. Aside from the crudely drawn ones she had seen with Ponti inside the mountain, she hadn't been exposed to any more. Her paws crunched above the snow, making clear imprints as she walked her way towards the caves. She raised her head as the wind became a bit nippier, biting at her nose and face. Light ocean blue eyes closed at the touches and she breathed in the cold air. Winter was her favorite season, the cold and snow her elements. Relishing in the atmosphere she surrounded herself in, she sighed happily before opening her eyes and continuing on her walk.
Finally, she had made it. Each cave entrance was yawning, providing welcoming entries for anyone who wanted to find solace in protection from the snowy weather. Eria didn't mind it, but chose the first cave that hit her gaze. Slowly, she padded towards its entrance, sniffing at it before she slipped in. It was a roomy cave, high ceiling and a wide berth for its walls. Her eyes roved over the walls, looking for the evidence that proved humans once existed there. Light blue orbs caught the drawing of a wolf, fur sticking out everywhere and small open mouth with jagged teeth. She walked towards it and looked at it with a questioning gaze. "Humans thought we looked like...THAT?" she said bemusedly. Eria started to laugh, only making it worse each time she looked at the drawing. Pretty soon, she was rolling and couldn't stop. If her laughter rang through the cave and into the outside winds, she wouldn't have thought about it.



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