When your dreams all fail
07-03-2013, 09:50 PM
The mist that seemed to eternally cling to one of the pale fea's frequent haunts swirled around her legs as she stalked almost silently around the trees. Her paws tread over the patches of moss that covered the ground. She had been here often enough to know where to go to avoid the thick vegetation that might trap a more unsuspecting wolf. This fea was not one of those wolves. She was always incredibly aware of her surroundings with her violet-hued eyes pulling information from her surroundings as fast as she could get it. She had always been this way, it was in her nature to be inquisitive about the world around her. As the wolf came up to a particularly thick, thorny patch of growth she slowed her steps, carefully picking her way around it before she continued her journey at her usual slow, graceful trot. She didn't keep up this pace for long though. She caught a glint of movement out of the corner of her eye. She slowed to a stop, turning her gaze in that direction, searching the mist for any sign of the source of this movement. Not seeing any she rolled her shoulders in a shrug and continued on her way. She knew this forest was notorious for having creatures lurking around so she wasn't too alarmed. Not that she would have been anyway. It took a lot to get under this assassin's skin. "Speech." |