The Cusp of Something Great
11-28-2017, 08:12 PM
The mainlands had certainly proved to be quite... interesting so far. Her encounter with the birds, if one could even call those wretched creatures that, had left her feeling slightly unsettled. Ambrosia was admittedly wary of heading too far away from the sea to begin with and that certainly hadn't helped her impression of Boreas any better. These lands were unfamiliar at best to her, and she wasn't quite sure what lurked further from the ocean. Though part of her longed to return to the islands she called home, she had yet to find much of interest - and she wasn't willing to let this trip go to waste. She'd have to find something of value, whether actual physical things or merely information, to bring back home to her family.
Her mood was slightly sullen, dampened by the change in weather - and longing for the slightly more mild winters of her home islands. Not that it was at all intolerable here, merely a hint less pleasant than she was used to, but this continent was a far cry from home and from what she was accustomed to. Even the current territory she was exploring was somehow more devoid of life than she expected even now, a place that was clearly once more fertile and teeming with life, now.. desolate and grey. It was a touch depressing, if she was being honest with herself.
The scent of a stranger though hit her suddenly, sparking a new interest. It'd been some time since she'd encountered any of the mainland wolves, and she'd yet to find much of value so far, and something about this male's scent told her he might have something for her - it was strong and masculine, littered with the scent of others. Perhaps he was a social wolf, or at the very least one who encountered others often enough for it to be apparent. Head tilting, she trailed after the scent, pausing a wide distance from him and peering across the gulley at him.
He stood nearly two heads taller than her, which she could tell even from a far distance, and his build was far different from her own. He stood in a way that commanded attention - not that she'd hesitate in giving it to him, curiosity shimmering in her orange gaze as she slowly headed his way, wearing a pleasantly neutral smile. "Looking for a snack, or just enjoying the scenery?" The thought of food made her stomach rumble uncomfortably; soon she'd have to take another trip to the beach to see what she could find for a meal, once she'd spoken to this brute.
Her mood was slightly sullen, dampened by the change in weather - and longing for the slightly more mild winters of her home islands. Not that it was at all intolerable here, merely a hint less pleasant than she was used to, but this continent was a far cry from home and from what she was accustomed to. Even the current territory she was exploring was somehow more devoid of life than she expected even now, a place that was clearly once more fertile and teeming with life, now.. desolate and grey. It was a touch depressing, if she was being honest with herself.
The scent of a stranger though hit her suddenly, sparking a new interest. It'd been some time since she'd encountered any of the mainland wolves, and she'd yet to find much of value so far, and something about this male's scent told her he might have something for her - it was strong and masculine, littered with the scent of others. Perhaps he was a social wolf, or at the very least one who encountered others often enough for it to be apparent. Head tilting, she trailed after the scent, pausing a wide distance from him and peering across the gulley at him.
He stood nearly two heads taller than her, which she could tell even from a far distance, and his build was far different from her own. He stood in a way that commanded attention - not that she'd hesitate in giving it to him, curiosity shimmering in her orange gaze as she slowly headed his way, wearing a pleasantly neutral smile. "Looking for a snack, or just enjoying the scenery?" The thought of food made her stomach rumble uncomfortably; soon she'd have to take another trip to the beach to see what she could find for a meal, once she'd spoken to this brute.
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