Been there One Time
10-09-2015, 10:07 AM
The lands did not change so very greatly in the lifespan of a wolf. Some erosion here, a bit of new greenery there... but overall the land stayed the same. Wandering these lands again she did not feel like she was reacquainting herself with them so much as visiting an old friend, one she knew as well as she knew herself but had not seen in a long time. It felt as though she was simply slipping right into an old rhythm again, only she was not so young and foolish as she had once been.
Her path that evening took her close to many of the pack's dens, and her eyes caught sight of a young wolf lounging out before one of the den entrances. She smelled of Motif, and Harmony smiled. This, then, must be Motif's pink daughter. With her pale skin and largely unpigmented fur Harmony could indeed see why Bass would have called her that, though Harmony would not offhand have thought so. An albino, and an intriguingly colored one at that, with the pale ghost-markings striped across her fur and the gorgeous blue eyes. She had nowhere urgent to be, and so she stopped to meet the girl.
"Hello, Vail," she said softly as she came to a halt before the pup.
Her path that evening took her close to many of the pack's dens, and her eyes caught sight of a young wolf lounging out before one of the den entrances. She smelled of Motif, and Harmony smiled. This, then, must be Motif's pink daughter. With her pale skin and largely unpigmented fur Harmony could indeed see why Bass would have called her that, though Harmony would not offhand have thought so. An albino, and an intriguingly colored one at that, with the pale ghost-markings striped across her fur and the gorgeous blue eyes. She had nowhere urgent to be, and so she stopped to meet the girl.
"Hello, Vail," she said softly as she came to a halt before the pup.