Watching your step

*Orica* · 01-03-2017, 09:03 PM

The small she-wolf moved across the barren land like a shadow. Amidst the rocky ground she seemed almost shade-like, half real and exotic (which would have made her laugh, no doubt). Dark fur like a cloak over her back, an unusually large tail trailed out behind her as her fox-like head, set with piericing blue eyes snaked its way along the unforgiving land. Harsh. That was the word for the environment. And however strange, Orica was used to that word going hand in hand with home. She'd seen plenty of strange sights and foreign places over the years. Come to find comfort in lands she wouldn't have dreamed of.

Course no one was going to be dreaming of a place like this. Or finding comfort in it for that matter. Orica picked her way carefully over rock and rumble. A sharp snort from the healer's black nose produced a puff of dust at her feet. Blue eyes stared quizzically at the ground like it was a puzzle she had to solve. There'd been paw prints leading in - she didn't know how old - and she'd followed them on the off chance it was someone who could tell her something - anything. But now she was begining to wonder. Perhaps she was safest turning round? But she hadn't explored these Eastern lands yet! Who knew what could be waiting here? Did she dare risk missing out on her pack - on any clue, any sign? She halted in the shade of a large, red-striped rock. She was undecided.

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