Dreamin' the Dream
07-29-2017, 08:53 PM
I'd rather be dead than live a lie BURN THE WHITE FLAG!
Natha stalked along the black sand, putting her morning walk to good use as she looked for tracks in the mysterious sand. There wasn't much of interest, just the usual seagull tracks. They'd been circling overhead for some time but she ignored them… for now. The secret she'd found to hunting such birds was to pretend she wasn't interested and to wait for one of the annoying creatures to work up enough nerve to make a pass at her so she could mangle it with her claws.
As she travelled along though she came across a set of wolf prints. Her ears flicked back but ultimately her curiosity won out and she followed the tracks to see a reddish wolf standing in the surf but what was most peculiar about this wolf was that she was so much shorter than Natha. Natha was large for her species but on this continent it wasn't often she met a wolf who stood half a foot shorter. She grinned and slinked toward the wolf. "Planning to go for a swim are we? I wouldn't recommend it. The riptide will swallow you."