PLAYING DRUMS WITH A BLEACHED BONE
07-01-2013, 09:20 PM
Pack life was strange, she was more of a rogue. For a season she traveled with the dark girl she met during her search for her siblings. All winter they looked after each other, and somehow the two of them managed to survive. Now spring had arrived, and they didn't have to stick so close together. If Kira ever needed her for anything, she would never be too far away - but her restless spirit had sent her wandering once more. Over many rogue lands she had traveled, but never before had she stepped foot near a pack. Perhaps they had decided to make something of themselves? Was that the reason that she could not find them on unclaimed grounds?
She had dared to travel in northern lands once the sun had begun to warm Alacritia once more. They weren't as bitter cold, although snow still lingered on the ground in one places. Slowly she approached the borders of a pack - one that seemed to be new. Her ears twitched atop her head, her pink eyes searching for any signs of anyone that may be here. Yet the earthen girl found no one, only the scent of a single lupine that wasn't somewhat stale - so she followed them, only to stop at the sound of a summons. A woman had called for listeners, she and Io was just made for that.
It was the reason she stepped forward, her figure sweeping toward the stranger until she stood a few yards away from the ebony female. The tiny white fae stared a moment, before offering her a small smile and sitting before her. She had an audience, albeit a small one. Perhaps more would arrive - but even if they didn't, Io would stay, in order to see what this woman had to say. It seemed she was a new leader - and the healer was curious as to how an alpha nurtured a pack from nothing.
Maybe she would make something of herself too.
"If you need anything for your wounds miss, I should be able to help you." She said gently, her tones quiet but not scared. She was not intimidated by single lupine, it was groups that made her feel submerged. Her battle scars would be a testimony to her courage, but for now they would need to be properly treated and the woman would need a bit of rest. But the healer would say nothing else on the matter, waiting for her to speak.
She had dared to travel in northern lands once the sun had begun to warm Alacritia once more. They weren't as bitter cold, although snow still lingered on the ground in one places. Slowly she approached the borders of a pack - one that seemed to be new. Her ears twitched atop her head, her pink eyes searching for any signs of anyone that may be here. Yet the earthen girl found no one, only the scent of a single lupine that wasn't somewhat stale - so she followed them, only to stop at the sound of a summons. A woman had called for listeners, she and Io was just made for that.
It was the reason she stepped forward, her figure sweeping toward the stranger until she stood a few yards away from the ebony female. The tiny white fae stared a moment, before offering her a small smile and sitting before her. She had an audience, albeit a small one. Perhaps more would arrive - but even if they didn't, Io would stay, in order to see what this woman had to say. It seemed she was a new leader - and the healer was curious as to how an alpha nurtured a pack from nothing.
Maybe she would make something of herself too.
"If you need anything for your wounds miss, I should be able to help you." She said gently, her tones quiet but not scared. She was not intimidated by single lupine, it was groups that made her feel submerged. Her battle scars would be a testimony to her courage, but for now they would need to be properly treated and the woman would need a bit of rest. But the healer would say nothing else on the matter, waiting for her to speak.