Nightlife
06-24-2020, 01:05 PM
"Aslatiel Fatalis"
Though she was still trying hard to not occupy the same space as the rest of her family, Aslatiel had decided to stick close just in case Indigo wanted to find her. Being away from him had taken a toll on both young wolves and she had hated seeing the hurt and anguish on his face. Asla vowed to always stay close. Or at least she would let him know where she was going. Not many of the Armada wolves found themselves on the Sea's Plain at night, so that's where the girl decided to go. She'd brought a woolly sheep skin with her to sleep upon so that she wouldn't catch a chill upon the expanse of rock. Much to her chagrin, there was already someone there. Great. Well, she wouldn't let it deter her from her course. Padding forward, the small, cream and grey girl released the sheep skin, placing it where she intended to sleep tonight. She had told Indigo that she was here and wouldn't be surprised if he showed up, so the one that she brought was rather large. Amaranthine eyes fixed on this wolf that she'd never seen. "Who are you?" She asked bluntly. In true royal fashion, the princess expected an answer. If this was a trespasser, she would show her the way out. Part of Asla really hoped that the woman was a trespasser. |