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Arivae

Loner

age
2 Years
gender
Female
gems
612
size
Small
build
posts
92
player
09-30-2015, 06:39 PM


Traveling this far away from home was absolutely unlike her. When she traveled to study the celestial displays and weather patterns, or maybe the phases of the moon, she only strayed away so far. Maybe around Abaven, or where Hellstorm currently was. But never beyond that. Now that she was older, she found it was necessary to go on longer, more extended trips. And she was only in the South, near Imperium. Now...she's never heard of Imperium, only that it was a massive, powerful pack with lots of land. It felt a bit uneasing to be around their lands, but she wasn't quite on their territory. She was just exploring, studying the weather patterns herself, admiring the sunlight.

But that was when the strong aroma of fresh blood hit her nose. She instantly frowned, lifting her head and letting her ears rotate forward. She had previously heard a soft yelp in the distance, not able to make out the word that had been yelled out. But she grew concerned the minute the sound reached her ears. Now this heavy smell of blood...what had happened? Arivae was no healer...but Song had taught her some minor things about herbs, just so she could get by. Certainly she could help whoever was bleeding? With a cool sigh, the dark girl began to sniff around for Yarrow and Lamb's Ear, seeing as this place was pretty dry.

About ten minutes later she managed to find them, carefully removing them from the ground without harming the poor herbs and sprinting across the dangerous metal-littered hills. She had tiny, quick paws...it was unlikely she'd be impaled. However, just to be safe, she eyed the ground every so often, making sure to jump over any obstacles in her path.

Arivae slowed to a smooth, submissive walk as the apparently wounded wolf came into sight. It looked like a female, with a mismatched gaze and a rounded spot around her right eye. Pretty...her dark fur almost gave off a purple tint against the sunlight, however, the smell of blood was heavy in the air. Must have accidentally stepped on some metal. Arivae frowned and approached her, lowering her head and letting her ears fall back against her head. She smiled at the older lady and dropped the herbs at her feet. "Hello there." She began, her voice soft and friendly. "Need some help?"

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