Fly Me To The Moon

*Aeil* · 07-08-2013, 09:39 PM

It had only been a couple of weeks since she was welcomed into Seracia. Since she stepped across the borders, Aeil had done nothing but explore. Her curiosity was ravenous and her paws were restless, both making her not stay in one place for too long. After getting her fill of the lands that she could reach before exhaustion took over, Aeil figured it was time to find a permanent place to call home. Sure, she was officially a Seracian member...she just didn't have her own spot to claim and curl beneath.
Under the light of the full moon above her one spring night, Aeil could be found returning to the pack's main spot. She had just spent a solid hour at the fjord, enjoying the sight of the water and how the salty breeze hit her nose and ran through her fur. The stormy gray fae always enjoyed the ocean. It was something that she had been born with in her veins, and she welcomed that trait with open paws. Such feelings were running through her mind as she walked across the now familiar border of the Range.
The border may have been familiar, but Aeil was still unsure of what the Range contained. She had never seen the tractors, barn, or any other types of machines that were used by humans. The scents that traced their ancient mechanical devices were old and proved that they had been used a lot when they could still run. Now, they all stood like statues, left for the wolves of the current day to question their purposes. Her light blue eyes ran over them, but her interest soon waned. Thinking of a place to stay for the night was evident in her mind. She padded towards a nearby tree and planted her haunches to the earth. Her mind began to wander again, causing her attention to become less focused.

"speeeeech"

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