Taking Care of Business and Working Overtime
Professor
10-31-2019, 04:46 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-31-2019, 04:46 PM by Iolaire.)
With grumbles and groans, the diminutive woman picked her way across the snowy landscape. She was trying to touch as little of the cold, wet, white powder as possible, but there was no avoiding it. She was too small and it was too damn cold. She'd come to this place searching for Motherwort. Sometimes, when the snow began to melt, one could find frozen remnants from the year prior. So far, she'd had no luck. Then again, she was very distracted. Brows furrowed, she almost missed the pale wolf as she had been trying to avoid anything white. It was only the scent of him that pulled her from her grumping. Dark ears flicked forward and she released her hunched position, raising her head. Skull tilted slightly as it seemed like he was searching for something as well. Maw parted, soft, amused tones breaking free. "On the hunt, are we?" |
Io has a dwarf caribou companion and a snow leopard companion. Assume they aren't with her unless stated otherwise.