A Little Twist Of Faite

*Faite* · 07-02-2016, 12:26 AM

As usual Faite had that itch to go exploring again. She was a social creature with the need to find new faces and the thirst for knowledge. Not that she expected to find any enlightenment on this journey of hers but the thought of making at least one new friend while she was away was exciting. While past attempts at finding new wolves to bring home had failed, she was more than hopeful that this time would result in a success. They weren't hurting for new members but she wanted to see the pack prosper and grow. Maybe she could even find someone interested in taking up the rank of hunter. She knew Varda needed all the help she could get.

Faite had set out the day before, not forgetting to let Regulus know which direction she was headed, and then spent most of that day taking her time. She had no set destination in mind and she was in no hurry to get there. She had ample enough time to explore and get the lay of the land as she traveled. It allowed her to stop and smell the roses (so to speak) and with spring finally upon them it was a wonderful sight. Flowers were already starting to sprout in areas and she was sure it wouldn't be long now before the healers would be able to scout and gather more herbs. She'd miss the snow but there was always something exciting about spring that put her in a good mood.

The girl finally paused when she reached a rather odd looking place. It was a plateau like any other but it was the half hidden objects that made it stand out. She hadn't realized it at first that there were strange things half buried until she'd stepped on something sharp. Pausing to look at her foot her dual colored gaze rested upon the fragment that stuck out of her paw like a thorn. Blood trickled from the wound but she paid it no mind. It stung a bit but it was nothing that wouldn't heal quickly on its own. No what bothered her was that she had no idea what it was. It was metal and sharp but past that she'd never seen anything like it. She picked it with her teeth away from her paw pad and spat in on the ground before continuing. Upon further inspection there were all sorts of "treasures" to be found ranging from strange metal "sticks" (guns) half rotted and decayed and pins and bobbles that she couldn't put a name to. Had she been with a much older wolf they probably could have told her they were human objects, but she wasn't privy to this knowledge so they remained a mystery to her. Instead she could only sit and gawk at them with immense curiosity as she tried to figure out what they were and why they existed in the first place only to be abandoned here.

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