Sneaking Out Closed Doors
12-28-2015, 06:59 PM
She didn't realize the importance of overcoming obstacles on her own, but she was certainly a stubborn little creature. She wasn't about to let a little snow get in the way of her exploration. Eisleif was well on her way to being an independent young lady, if only she would learn to listen better. Starting now she would try, especially when the elder mentioned her parents being cross with her. Perking her ears and coming to attention the small child would focus on Inga. She liked the prospect of adventuring with this woman though, the emotion evident in the way her little tail wiggled behind her. Again the small child would try to take a step into the unknown, but once more she would be stopped by the flutter of feathers. A white bird would land at the woman's paws, obviously a friend as he would be introduced shortly after. Eisleif would bow her head respectfully towards the crow and then to the storyteller, "It's nice to meet you." She'd say, enunciating quite well for her age. Lifting her head the young one would look around, deciding which path would be the very best to take. Again she'd lift her paw to start her journey, so very ready for what might be out there. Finally she'd begin, taking her first real steps into the outside world. Careful to not slip on the snow as she went, she'd spare a lot of focus on her paws and where she stepped. Absentmindedly she would ask, "Where does snow come from?" |
