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Room 409



Faite

Loner

age
6 Years
gender
Female
gems
11
size
Medium
build
Light
posts
427
player

Famous
02-06-2017, 01:09 PM


The nice thing about the plains was that it was named quite accurately. While it was largely un-shaded when it came to lack of trees, it made up for it with high amounts of plant growth, the stream that trickled through it, and the prey that had started migrating back towards the lush fields. She was pleased with where they'd settled down and so far she hadn't heard any complaints from anyone. Granted they'd gotten rather lucky so far. No harsh winter to deal with anymore and no drought either. Of course she wasn't good at predicting the weather, it could easily turn out like last summer, but she was hoping that this year would remain in their favor.

She felt restless and antsy for the most part, perhaps mostly because she was used to running this early in the day, but she'd already decided against it. Her relaxed patrol wasn't quite getting to job done, but she knew what cure for her ailment. She wanted to get out and explore, but with the pack so new she was reluctant to do so. She didn't want to be that leader that disappeared for days on end to go satisfy her own needs before her pack members. Not to mention her children - there was no way she was leaving without a good excuse to do so.

Her mind soon eased off the subject of an adventure when an unfamiliar scent hit her nostrils. She raised her head high and breathed in the scent curiously, but couldn't find anything to identify it with. No pack scent, no wolf she recognized, it seemed as though she had one of her first strangers to address. Her pace quickened, but she soon realized it probably wasn't necessary. The sight that greeted her was a sorry one really. There was no smiling face to greet and instead her bi-colored gaze rested on the back of a woman. Why was she just sitting there like that?

"You alright Miss?"

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