Pale Spring Sun (TRADE FAIR)
open to all packs/loners
07-26-2020, 08:07 PM
Having recently rejoined her family in their new home, Fel hadn't exactly had time to craft anything for the trade fair. Instead, she settled for being even security of a sort. The slender, dark fae was seated off to the side in a patch of shade. Spatterings of light from above illuminated the silver streaks that laced her onyx pelt. The shade was where she would stay unless needed elsewhere. Garnet eyes scanned each new face, learning it and filing it away. This whole social thing wasn't her bag. She would rather be off on her own or at least nearby her brothers. She didn't necessarily even have to talk to them, she just liked having them nearby. Her family was a comfort to her. Her immediate family, at least. The woman found that she was always a little anxious when she was away. Perhaps that was why she had lost so much weight while searching for their mother and sister. Seated beneath the tree, Fel brought one foreleg upward and licked one shining black paw, much like a cat. She liked to be as clean as possible. If she could find some fancy soap while at this fair, she'd call today a win. There wasn't much to trade other than some skins and feathers from recent hunts, including the pelt of a blackbear that she'd already found dead, having fallen off of a cliff side. Lucky her. Unlucky bear. Once she assessed the situation and took a moment to soak in the cool shade, she would be on her way to hunt down that soap. "Speech" |
Fel can often be a very...mature character. Be aware.