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A Business Meeting [Aerie]



Peregrine

Loner

age
4 Years
gender
Female
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0
size
Large
build
Light
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162
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08-21-2016, 04:03 PM (This post was last modified: 08-21-2016, 04:18 PM by Peregrine.)



Peregrine could hardly believe it, if not for the lancing pain that would twinge through her whenever she moved without caution. Damn wounds, she thought with a bitter huff, irritated that she was not healing faster. Then again, had it been even one full day? So perhaps she was impatient, but one could hardly blame her. After Myriad's scattering she had scoped out the terra and found it somewhat lacking. The sweltering summer sun had sent her somewhat farther north to the banks of the Rio. A glorious forest and lush swaths of vegetation lined it's banks, though the water level had already begun to dwindle under the sun's brutal reign. This place seemed as good as any.

She sat there on the edge of the water, the toes of her forepaws dipped in. Tsiry sat nor far away, musing on her own. The young wolf had grown since she'd met her, and now had gone and burdened herself with a pack. Was she truly ready? Tsiry let out a scoff, one she didn't intend to explain until Peregrine turned her head to look at her small friend. "You've really done it this time," Tsiry laughed, unwilling to say a single word more. Peregrine would know what she meant. True to form the wolf smiled and shrugged. "Perhaps," she agreed easily, and then tipped back her head.

Tsiry had not yet gotten used to the eery, deep vocals wolves would sometimes produce, and the howl that her friend let lose was particularly chilling. To her it was a sign of danger but to Peregrine it sang of a new beginning, and summons for any curious enough to come see what all the fuss was about. She hoped that Roekia, Sparrow, and Ricochet at least still lingered close by, but could not say for any of the others. Would Ren linger, or follow his family to wherever their paths led? What of the other members of Myriad, what of complete strangers? She supposed only time would tell, so with the Rio at her back and the sun scorching it's path across the sky above her, she waited.



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