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10-14-2017, 01:10 AM
(This post was last modified: 10-15-2017, 09:44 AM by Asharya.)
Navigation: Cedar Falls Asharya was filled with unbridled energy. She had at last outgrown her gangly pup body. She had the lanky figure of a juvenile, not quite a year old but close. Mother said she would grow a bit more yet, and she still lacked the refined musculature of her older family members, but that didn't stop the young spitfire from dreaming. Brimming with youthful immortality, she set her course north of the canyon, readying herself for a day's worth of exploring. Whether Pyralis wanted her wandering so far away or not was not present on Asha's current list of concerns. Storm clouds were gathering on the western horizon, and the low peals of distant thunder made her fur prickle in the most delightful way. She prayed for a strong storm. Even knowing it was something she ought to be afraid of, Asharya had loved them from birth. The crashing and howling of the world outside their den, as if the earth and sky were at war with one another, was beautiful to the young hellion. At long last the cedar grove enveloped her, it's forest floor of needles absorbing all sound of her passage. It had quickly become a favored place of hers to practice hunting, but today she sought only to explore. "Talk" "You" Think |
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