Rosegold,
11-20-2016, 04:22 PM
(This post was last modified: 11-20-2016, 08:04 PM by Io..)
Sand pushed between her toes, sinking between her pads. Her gaze zeroed in on her prizes, small as they were, they satisfied the crisp, empty feeling in the pit of her stomach. Eggs of shorebirds, their scents hitting her nostrils like the faint air of chocolate to a human. Although they were not a full meal, the ease of finding them was more or less substantial enough to bring immediate satisfaction. The birds were few and far between now, slowly elevating themselves into the sky to fly elsewhere. A chill fell over the evening winds, brushing up against the ivory fae's hocks. Her long tail held her balance as she slowly walked over the sands, following her own nose, trying to forget her own path and let herself get lost in the moment. The last few days had passed with a painful, yet familiar ease. Her life had started new, and although she was nothing short of a simple stranger to these lands, she was finding her own pathways in the South East corridors. The health of her mind was healing, and she felt her natural self begin to come through, ready to meet those she comes across in her true form. |
