Time In A Bottle
09-30-2018, 09:48 AM
The ancient ship that stood like like a giant in the very center of Niente's lands was interesting to Ásvor, though for some reason she had been avoiding it until now. Perhaps it was simply because it was unfamiliar to her, and things that were so deeply foreign to her held an odd threat, or perhaps she simply hadn't been interested in it - she really wasn't so sure herself. But today it caught her eye, and she padded around the section of the structure that jutted up over the land, sniffing precariously at it. Why Enrico had chosen this terrain to settle in, she really wasn't certain, but what she did know was that it likely had a reason even if she didn't fully realize it yet. Some kind of tactical advantage, maybe? Or perhaps he'd just chosen one of the more desolate landscapes. Curious, she veered around the structure, though something within suddenly caught her attention. A sound, however slight, came from within the ship's hull. The metal sound was unmistakable, and the Finnvi woman frowned slightly as she scoped out the ship. Slowly, carefully, she began the precarious climb to a higher section of ship. Asvor smelled another wolf up here and she couldn't quite tell if the scent was simply fresh or if somehow they remained. Finally pausing at a conspicuous looking hatch, she put her weight down on it, sniffing all the while. "Hello?" She called out, completely oblivious to the fact that someone was trapped within the ship, figuring perhaps someone had ventured into one of the cabins up here. |