Walk Through History
05-22-2013, 01:41 PM
Walk | Talk | Think The russet and black she-wolf's time spent within Seracia had so far been incredibly enjoyable. She had found and claimed a tidy little den within the territory's forest, taken a turn around the lake in order to find which fish were most common and prime for her to catch later on, and by accident she had run across one of its younger members. The sweet little wolf who had introduced herself as Mist had triggered a motherly instinct within the golden eyed Tahlia, but she had needed to satisfy herself with merely watching out for the youngster while her parents allowed her free run of the pack lands without supervision. Even after the meeting, she longed for a family of her own, a set of pups that she might need to tend to and dote on and spoil with pampering, but still so new and having met so few others she knew the chances were slim to none. Deciding on distraction instead, Tahlia had ventured away from her new home in search of something new to explore and found herself continuing to roam across the southern territories. There was much to see, many places she had yet to visit, and after a while she felt her mind clearing and calming. There was no intent to her direction, but when she found herself in the middle of an empty plateau she had to pause. There was something strange about this place though it appeared rather normal with its scraggly ground and meager amount of greens. The curvy wolf paused as she raised her head high to glance around, nose quivering. She began to walk again, slowly and with a touch of caution, a glint of something upon the ground catching her eye. Glancing down, a look of puzzlement crossed her face as she stepped closer, dragging a paw across the glinting bit to uncover it a little more. A shard of metal lay half buried in the earth, its surface tarnished and cloudy and appearing to have some pattern imprinted on it that the clinging dirt hid from her. Stepping back from the small metal piece, she regarded the plateau as a whole again, puzzling over her find. Hm. How strange, she wondered, continuing to walk about and noticing as she moved that every so often other bits and pieces of worked metal stood up from or sat upon the ground, catching sunlight and shining it back at her. Perhaps this is another human item. It was a good guess to her. She knew already what they were capable of making after wandering the Range, and these seemed to follow the same sort of craftsmanship, though more intricate and odd. Resuming her slow pace, Tahlia continued to march across the Veteran's Plateau, content for the time being to merely wander. Sincerest Regards,
Tahlia Carlier
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05-22-2013, 06:33 PM