the path of paths
12-10-2015, 11:21 AM
She barely noticed the change in the season as she continued her undying search for her litter mate. The winter would mark her third trip around the sun as well as that most wonderful time of year when she found herself in season. She would pay little mind to the changed in her body, her focus still completely on the task at hand. She wouldn't be complete until she found out what happened to her brother. The silvery she wolf would continue looking, doing her best to search every inch of this continent. Her spirits were low, she'd been here for almost a whole season and she had found nothing but empty leads. There was no stale scent trail, tracks, or anyone who had seen him despite the girl asking every wolf she met. Her success seemed bleak, and the discouragement was obvious in the way she held herself. With her tail drooping at her ankles and her head hanging from her neck the girl continued her search. She was growing weary from her lack of progress, not just the day's travels. Her slow walk would bring her to the edge of a more than odd forest. The sight of the white trees would cause her features to tilt up and inspect the scene before her. Brilliant royal purple eyes would take in the forest, and with little more hesitation she would decide to brave it. Delicate paws would slip in and out of the snow as she quietly made her way through the silent forest. The sun would slowly fall behind the horizon as she walked, and for a long moment she would consider finding a place to lay down for a few hours. Or at least that had been the plan before she spotted the glow deeper within. Unable to rest her curious tendencies the young she wolf would cautiously make her way towards the light that was very much not the sun. As she approached the shrine she would be so caught up in the vibrancy of the water that she did not notice the man sitting perfectly still across the way from her. |
Current time: 11-06-2024, 05:36 AM
Powered By MyBB, © 2002-2024 MyBB Group.
