Curiosity didn't kill the cat
07-10-2017, 07:40 PM
Something felt off ever since her dad left. She was hopeful that he would return soon with good news, but Abaven didn't feel the same without him. She was a daddy's girl, there was no denying that, and even though she still had a few siblings left in the pack and wolves that had been there since she was born... Abaven still felt lonely without her father. She wandered away from the pack's borders for a while, trying to venture off in a direction she hadn't really been before. She had passed through the steppe before, but she hadn't really taken the time to really explore it. She took this chance to slowly make her way around the crumbling stone structures. Her blue gaze traced over the strange shapes the rocks had taken. It was like the most interesting game of guess the shapes. It reminded her of the time that she and her littermate had laid on their backs by the river and searched the clouds. The memory brought a sad smile to her lips, but she tried to brush it off as she continued on. A mildly familiar scent caught her attention and pulled her thoughts away from her distant memories. It took her eyes away from the stones as she searched for its owner. Soon enough, as she padded on through the steppe, she spotted the orangey-hued man that she had met on the beach what felt like forever ago. She grinned happily and trotted more quickly to catch up with him, letting out a quick bark to get his attention. "Well well! Long time no see!" |