Tell me what you dream about
01-11-2017, 09:24 PM
(This post was last modified: 01-11-2017, 09:24 PM by Ásvor.)
The way the fog hung dense over the land made everything feel infinitely more ethereal. This world seemed more like the one her sister Runa might live in, most of the time. Though the fog was thick, and navigating through it was difficult, it made everything seem somehow so much lighter. Like a feather on the wind, she slipped across the lands with no apparently destination in mind. Asvor's world never had much direction, and she certainly never had no real goals in mind. Softly the girl hummed beneath her breath as she moved, paws carrying her quietly across the earth. Moonlight danced down from the heavens, casting eerie shadows through the fog, when she caught glimpses of it as she traveled. It was all but impossible to really see where she was going, but she decided the uncertainty of it was more exciting than terrifying. She doubted she would run into danger without realizing it, but she supposed it was always a possibility. The girl narrowed her eyes, letting her gaze try to pierce through the fog to see what lay beyond. Not much, it seemed.. though nearby she spotted a rather large rock. Approaching it proved her suspicions true; it was just a rock, albeit a slightly large one. Only momentarily entertained by it, she continued onward. The scent of another reached her nose after some time, arousing her curiosity. It was a stranger, it seemed, though most wolves were. Wondering who else might be out in such bizarre conditions.. fog wasn't really the ideal condition for traveling, or doing much of anything else.. she grabbed hold of the man's scent and trailed after it greedily. Only when he was close enough to make out his silhouette through the fog would her pace slow, nearly to a halt, and she scrunched up her nose. "Having fun?" Asvor inquired after a moment of silence, truly wondering what sort of wolf might be about at this time of night and with such little visibility. |