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Sisterly Love



Finch I

Loner

age
4 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Medium
build
Medium
posts
182
player
Evelyn

Famous
10-27-2016, 11:55 PM (This post was last modified: 10-27-2016, 11:59 PM by Evelyn.)
*Home Turf, Serpent Plains



She had been trying to stay in Abaven lands as much as possible now, considering that she was away a lot more. The pale woman felt bad, she had hardly even trained Piper and she was almost two now. Regret made her stomach twist into a tight knot, but she had spent her whole live being so closed off and worried all the time. Now that she had gotten over it she wanted to explore and see the world... most of all she wanted to spend more time with Tib. A flush rose to her face just at the thought of the slate blue man, causing her to shake her head back and forth with vigor. This was not the time! She needed to find Sandpiper and actually train the poor girl. Absentminded in her wanderings, she had no idea that her apprentice was hot on her trail, not until Civetta came and whispered in her ear. With a flick of her tail she smirked, letting out a challenging growl that hopefully she would be able to hear. It would seem that the training would start now.

Sending the double-barred finch off to hide, Finch dropped closer to the ground and took off at an easy lope. To throw off her sister she jumped on top of their old family den, quickly flopping over and heavily rubbing her scent on it. Getting off, she made a few circles around it before hopping back on. Looking towards the lake, the woman bunched her hind legs under her and jumped as far as she possibly could, hopefully confusing the younger girl. Taking off once more, Finch was hoping that her strong scent on the rock would keep away from her leaving trail. Making a beeline for the lake, she ran as fast as she could before dipping her paws in in, dropping down to roll in the mud and water and make it look like she had entered. Snickering, she carefully stepped her way off the bank. She only took a few more bounds away before a thick cover of reeds was seen. The once white wolf, now coated in mud, hunkered down in her hiding spot. She eyed the ducks on the bank, hoping that they wouldn't see her and startle. That would for sure blow her cover.

"SPEAK" -- "SPEAK ITALIAN" -- "CIVETTA SPEAK"

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