You don't know the half of the abuse [AW]
06-19-2016, 06:17 PM
Strolling through Imperium’s old lands was probably not Birna’s best idea. She needed to let go and move on already but everything had been so perfect, she had felt like she was finally on the right path only to have it all slip out from under her. Her nostrils flared as she picked up the scent of a herd of buffalo nearby. Her ears twitched but she knew better than to try and hunt any of them solo. She’d be killed for sure and there were no young calves to even attempt such a feet. She’d move past the herd, the shaggy animals glancing at her for a moment before returning to their meal. They knew a lone wolf, even one as large and fierce as her, was of little threat. As she continued on her way she caught sight of a small male and she paused, observing him. Imperium was gone now and while some of the wolves lingered there was no reason to defend a border that was no longer theirs. The man limped and appeared rather scrawny to her but not ill. One could never be to careful with a plague clinging to Boreas’ shores. Birna approached. “I would advise against trying to take one of those bison alone. You’ll be trampled into fertilizer.” |
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