stay low move slow like animals
02-04-2019, 02:26 PM
The wanderer still had an itch for travelling, and well she spent most of her time in pack lands she did still occasionally make the journey out. The snow clung in interesting patterns to the land, and she found her toes were constantly cold. Winter had never been her favourite month, and she longed for Spring, the season of growing things. She hadn't intended to go quite so far as the bifrost, and hadn’t told Branch she would be gone this long. She had simply started out, and hadn’t stopped. She remembered how Auster experienced milder winters and longed for the end of snow, if just for a moment. She hadn’t expected the colourful wolf, sitting on his ass in a shallow spot of the ocean floor. She glanced at him speculative, knowing it would take a lot to get her anywhere near the ocean in the middle of winter. She had been determined to keep a wide berth over this wolf, who may or may not have a screw loose, when her changing angle saw the seeping red that enveloped the water beside him. She came to an instant halt, her attention falling onto the man as she puzzled over him. Well she understood cleaning a wound, he was just.. Sitting there. She marched forward, her expression serious. She could never walk past someone caring for the wounds in the wrong way. “Out of the water” |
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