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Gale

Loner

age
5 Years
gender
Female
gems
107
size
Small
build
posts
136
player
Anais
10-29-2015, 12:10 AM


Walk | Talk | Think

Gale was one of those slumbering bodies that her sister avoided treading on as she stepped toward the back of the communal den. With her favored space heater - also known as Glacier - distracted by his lovely little ray of Sunshine, the lavender marked girl had been left to fend off the growing cold on her own. It was not that she lacked a particular tolerance for the cold, not the way that Serefina did, but while she enjoyed the bracing nature of it she also enjoyed the warmth too, and each more when it was less accessible to her. And with the growing chill beginning to herald in winter's speedy arrival, warmth was becoming a luxury.

She lay coiled tightly, greedily hoarding what warmth she created on her own, and barely flicked an ear as she heard someone else enter the cave. It was not the heavy tread of her elder brother, and with a curious lift to one of her closed eyelids Gale peeked at Locha as she situated herself all on her own at the back of the den. Part of Gale did not want to move - moving meant giving up her warm and cozy spot - but neither did it seem fair to keep it to herself when her sister looked a little worse for wear. Not that she intended to say so aloud, but there was definitely something about her that lacked her usual spryness.

Without a word, even as she gave up her warm spot, the little green-eyed wolf uncurled and drew herself to her paws, taking one quick second to shake her fur before softly stepping over to her sister. Not bothering for an invitation, she curled around her sibling, sharing what body heat she could. "Glacier's not here," Gale informed her jokingly as she muffled her words in her sister's side, "so you'll have to do." She fell still a moment and closed her grey-green eyes once more, understanding that she ought to let her sister sleep since that appeared to be her purpose in returning to the den at this time. Even so, she found herself asking quietly, in a sisterly whisper, "How are you, Seabird?"