Under your scars
11-14-2018, 10:21 PM
Torin had effectively put a stop to her digging marathon but she still wasn't secure in her home with the Abraxas being allowed to stay there. She had also had a fight with blaise and now all her children knew what they truly were. She gave a sigh as she moved along her traplines. She was along the eastern border today. She had a hare over her back and was in the midst of securing another. She stll hadn't been eating consistently, making it so she was loosing weight and it was apparent in her appearance now. She was mainly collecting the hares and small creatures her traps had caught for their pelts and then she would be giving the meat to frostbite or someone else who needed it more. When she finished at the snare she put the hares both over her back and moved on. she briefly stopped beside the border and eyed the outside world. What she wouldn't give to explore it again, but that was a lifetime ago. Now she was a mother and she couldn't expect Torin to stop doing what he had to for the pack to go galavanting off with her to make her feel safe as she explored a dangerous world. she'd be four soon, with winter's appoach it also meant her heat season. fall meant one thing though, she was no longer the most colorful thing in the territory. she gave a sigh as she started to walk on down the border. Walk, "Talk" Think |
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