Sad But True
01-29-2016, 10:34 PM
Finally she was home! And it was about time she began to familiarize herself with her home lands, and the wolves within it. She'd been away so long, she hardly felt at home here. That was not good! So she found herself in a part of the territory that she really quite liked. It reminded her of the ever-enchanting weeping woods in the south. The Whistling Willows was pretty much just as neat. She brushed through the dangling vines, parting her way past each tree, until she noticed the presence of a pack mate, catching his scent in the warm, damp air. Well, she might as well get to know this guy, whoever he was! She followed the light pawprints left in the soft ground, and within minutes she spotted the man drinking from the pond. "Hey there!" she called out, approaching his right side, "Mind if I join you?" She leaned toward the water and lapped at the surface, reveling in the soothing liquid as it splashed down her parched throat. The sound of crickets, singing frogs and other pond critters filled her ears, causing her to smile in amusement. She liked it here, something about it just felt right. She glanced at the unfamiliar man again. "My name's Esarosa," she offered, then tilted her head with a questioning look. So, who was he? |