hold me down
02-12-2016, 09:43 PM
Ásvor was feeling.. mischevious. Winter had faded from the north, and she found the temperatures outside were far more enjoyable now. Feeling more confident about leaving the den, and straying away from her siblings, she found herself sneaking away while they slept. The girl felt a rush of adrenaline at being on her own, and her pawsteps were quiet as she crept through the tall redwood trees. Her nose twitched as she took in the scents that surrounded her. Each wolf had their own unique aroma, and she wondered which to follow.. if any. One belonged to her uncle, and though she didn't know him, she wondered if he was awake. Curious, and feeling her pride temporarily inflated by her newfound freedom, she trailed after it. It was likely he wasn't awake, she concluded, as it was the middle of the night and most were asleep by now. She shuddered briefly as a bitter wind whipped across his pelt, her eyes piercing the darkness as she searched around her. She began moving in the direction of Kapra's den, noting that while his scent grew stronger as she got closer, it was not that strong. Upon locating it, after a brief journey weaving between the redwoods, she realized he was not actually inside. Warily she would peer into his den, noting it smelled a bit funny. Like some kind of plant. She made sure he wasn't in there before poking her nose in, her head dropping toward the earth as she easily located a bundle of.. something? Some kind of plant. Feeling quite inquisitive, she'd nose the herbs for a moment before deciding she wanted them. She didn't want to eat them.. or really do anything with them.. but she wondered if she might get caught. Without thinking of the consequences, the girl would snatch up the bundle of plant material and slip quickly from his den back into the night. |
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