Test of the Mind

*Mercy I* · 12-31-2016, 02:06 PM

When Gethin took too long to come back, Mercy grew bored and decided to wander into the range. It wasn't far from the knolls, and it was a place with so many memories attached to it. It was odd, how much seeing this place brought a flood of emotion into the pale woman. She wasn't looking for anything, her paws eating up the ground as she fell into old habits. She was patrolling the grounds like she was still in Imperium, walking along the parameters of the border. While not stopping to mark, it was actually starting to soothe her worried mind. It had been rather clear that the gray man had a quest in mind when he left her on the hills, but she wasn't a patient wolf. He should know that staying there while he was off wasn't something she was capable of doing. Snorting at the thought, she paused at the crest of a small mound of dirt, her purple eyes scanning the horizon. Mercy didn't see too much of interest, there were hardly any prey animals and it would seem not a single soul in these god forsaken lands. Letting out a soft sigh, the dame sat down and curled her elongated tail around herself.

Staying silent, the wolf didn't do much of anything until movement caught her attention. Slowly her black marked face turned to glance at the small girl who was pulling herself out of a den, looking around her. It would seem that she stayed undetected, not unusual since she was down wind from the young girl. With a shrug of her shoulders she rose to her paws, might as well ask if she had seen her brother around here. The scarred wolf wove her way to the gray female, not bothering to announce her presence as she matched her pace. Swinging her head over to face her, she tossed the stranger a wide, toothy grin as she stood at her side. "You live around here?" Mercy asked casually, leaving out the boring introductions for now. While she had just come out of a den, that didn't mean that she kept herself in this area. Wolves often came and went from unclaimed territories as they were just that, unclaimed. Rolling her shoulders slightly, she felt the familiar tug of the scars pulling at her back. If she had stayed here for awhile, then maybe she had seen Revenge. The older woman didn't let her get her hopes up though, he was probably dead or something. He had better be.

"SPEAK"

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Test of the Mind

Mercy I