Conquer the stars

*Mara* · 04-18-2017, 02:09 PM

Oddly enough Mara hadn't found herself doing a whole lot lately, which was both enjoyable and growing a tad old. Normally someone interrupted her peace by now. Eh, best to appreciate the little things in life when she could. Yawning, the dark woman rose from her spot nestled in some of the sparse brush the north provided. She really did prefer warmer climates, yet she continued to hang around in the north for some reason. Foolishness? Laziness? Maybe both.

She'd not entirely given up hope of locating her missing sibling, though she certainly wasn't wasting any more energy specifically looking for that idiot. She'd ditched Velia and now she was more than ready to do her own thing. If her brother happened to show up or she caught her scent that'd be great. If not, well, no skin off her nose. Slinking out of the woods she'd only visited once before, Mara chose a random direction and began walking towards the rocky slopes of the mountains wondering what they might have in store for her. Bits of old wood and metal suggested some sort of odd structure, a concept she'd only recently started to become familiar with. With a non-committal shrug of her thin shoulders the slouched wolf meandered her way into the darkness of the cave-like opening, yellow-orange eyes ablaze with an uncommon spark of curiosity.

The darkness grew and grew, swallowing her lithe form into it's depths so the most visible parts of her were the bright eyes and pale cheek fur, and in time even those would become harder to make out. The scent of a younger wolf wafted up to her nose, though she remained unconcerned. It was only when she heard the paws padding along ahead of her that she'd emit a low growl to announce her presence. She probably wouldn't mess with the kid - probably - but she wasn't going to come sweeping up unannounced either in the dark. Youngsters were... A weird topic for her. As long as they didn't annoy her too much she didn't tend to have too much of an issue with them, especially knowing that children who belonged to someone else could easily be sent on their way when she tired of them. She couldn't imagine being charged with her own... The thought made her lips curl.

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