You'll Never Know The Psychopath Sitting Next To You [AW]
12-12-2016, 12:10 AM
The wind wasn't strong, even on this shoreline. But it was bristling. Fur stuck up in all kinds of directions alerting the woman that she shouldn't be out here, it was time to go back into the Lava pit. She had grown very used to the warmth of Hell's River, and coming out during the winter time was probably one of her worst ideas. But she needed to get out there, she needed to help herself nestle her way into someone's heart. Or put someone into hers, it goes both ways. She had been rather lonely. It was funny, she finally comes out of her hole and not a single wolf to be seen. They must have all joined packs or had some sort of sense that the winter would be harsh. "They're all dead sweetheart, it's only you and me 'till the end of the planet." She shook her head, trying to escape Charon's words as normal. Trees lined the beaches here, yet they were frozen over from continuous flooding of the ocean. Every step she took ice would be crackling and splitting under her paws. She knew this caused no real threat and besides, there were no wolves around to be alarmed. On her adventure, her eye caught something hidden, poking out slightly between cracks in the mud-ice. A leaf from a Boneset, though not salvageable ever. She raised her head in disappointment. This wasn't just the off season for herds; it was also difficult to find herbs in most places. She had taken an interest in healing years ago, it being the only thing she could study independently. She retired from Sparring long ago and had no intention on picking it back up unless someone had threatened her. As most could see from her eye she was no stranger to the skill. |
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