Into the Clouds
12-06-2015, 03:00 PM
(This post was last modified: 04-01-2016, 10:34 PM by Lillianna.)
She was tree climbing. So what? She had been wanting to return to try tree climbing again ever since that discussion with Katja; it was just so... interesting. The Yfir alpha was truly one who was knowledgeable and to be respected, and the girl had thought back to that conversation many times. Of course, that conversation happened in a time when it wasn't so frigid and cold. She was not ready for it - but at least it wasn't snowing so hard. It was actually calm, with only a slightly biting wind, and even then most of the time it was just... flat. Not that the red girl was complaining, of course. Not at all. A giggle caught her attention, and her head snapped up through the branches from her perch she was balancing so precariously on. A face hung from above, one she was familiar with: Farrym's. The kitten had seen the trees, how they interlaced, and immediately squealed and darted up them; even the cold was forgotten as he did so. "Farrym, be careful!" she called out to him as she scrambled up behind him, claws digging into the bark, and tail flagging out behind her for grip and balance respectively. "Speech" "Italian" "Farrym" |
Note: Lillie has scars over her right eye and down her cheek. She also has scars under her chin and on her jaw. Her tables and art will most likely not reflect this. Unless it is specified otherwise, assume Lillianna is accompanied by her companion.