I just wanna live well I'm alive
01-06-2016, 03:45 PM
(This post was last modified: 01-06-2016, 03:46 PM by Seraphiel.)
It was a week after the flooding and they still weren't allowed to go home. Not that she minded, there was a lot more opportunities for mischief along the Prairie. “praiiiirai” she said out loud, the strange word sounded funny past her lips and she giggled, almost tripping over her large feet with the loss of attention. She had so much trouble walking. She could even tell that Rory's feet weren't as large as her's and it wasn't fair. With all her effort put into moving her feet she almost walked right past the fabled border markings. It was the wash of Voltage and Glacier's scent that caught her tiptoeing on the line. She giggled, and backed up a step, unwilling to be caught on the wrong side of the territory, she was breaking enough rules as it was. She lifted her nose into the air and sniffed freely, taking in the strong scent of her alphas. Uncle Volty's scent reminded her of the wind, and the scent of buzzing things on the air before a storm. Glacier was more grounded, and earthy, through different to the earthy Uncy Terrae smelled of. That was all green things and growth. As she considered all this she began to walk along the scent border, treating it like a tight rope was very difficult, her big paws kept getting in the way. She landed on her face in Dono's side of the border, and had to flail and flap her extremities like mad to keep herself from falling the other way, across the border. This was a great game! |
