Desperate, uptight, and lately unkind
for Actaea
Fleet-footed
04-26-2020, 08:52 PM
This was another interesting place, one Kiela had never encountered the likes of before. Though something about this wall told her that it was no simple act of nature that had brought it into existence, that didn't make it any less worthy of respect than anything else. The rocks that made up this structure were no doubt quite ancient and the spirits within them could be felt as easily as anything else. Gingerly Kiela touched her dark nose to the closest rock, the stone cool to the touch. Briefly she closed her eyes as she breathed in the crisp early morning air, letting the silence of the lands wash over her. The north so far had been quite desolate, and she wasn't one to complain - it was giving her time to reflect on her reasons for coming here and embarking out on her own. Where to now? She had no real goal in mind, other than finding a hint of where this continent's caribou herd had gone, and she was in no real hurry to find them. By now any herds had likely split apart, moving to more heavily forested areas to prepare for the north's harsh winter. In time she would grow to know this herd like they were her own, but she knew that would take time, and that was something she had plenty of. Kiela was exceedingly patient, and that was evident in the oversized female's gait as she moved, her gait measured but without any sign of being hurried. This place wasn't the kind of place she wanted to rush away from anyway. The wall was interesting in its own right, crumbling completely in spots that looked like they could be easily scaled, while other sections stood tall and strong, a true testament to their strength. |
