Feathered Curiosities

Tamsyn · 08-21-2020, 02:39 PM

Tamsyn hadn't crossed over into Ashen's lands since the one time she had been escorted by Deathbelle to visit the Alabastrine Shrine. Of course, she understood that the border between Ashen and the Armada was fluid and loose at best, but there was still something that made it hard for her to simply walk into the other pack's lands on her own. There was a deep respect ingrained into her for pack's borders - or what would probably more accurately be described as a fear that had been trained into her at a young age. There hadn't been many other wolves or packs around where she grew up, but the few groups that did exist were seen as dangerous enemies so she had been taught to never approach them.

However, her love for exploration and her desire to learn all of the lands around her own had been reignited recently and that was what finally drove her to pay a visit to Dove Island. Besides, she wasn't entirely alone any more. Blue was riding on her back as usual and looked up at trees as curiously as she did. Once she began to walk around on the sandy shore it became very apparent where the name had come from. She could hear all the coos and chirps from the doves that were roosting in the trees above them and she would occasionally spot one of them between the leaves. It made her wonder what brought them back to this one spot again and again. Was there some kind of food that only grew here that they liked? Was there some kind of tradition that only doves new about? Did they claim territory the same way that wolves did?

As she walked by one of the trees, Blue unceremoniously leapt form her back onto trunk, scampering off into the tree tops faster than she could keep up with. The only reason she was able to spot him when she looked up into the trees was his extraordinarily long, fluffy tail that hung down from the tree branch he settled on. "Blue!" she scolded with a frown, her ears flicking back. "You can't just climb up into the trees here! These aren't our trees!" The solid black lemur peeked around the leaves and peered down at her, but didn't make any move to come back down. She sighed and shook her head. She had quickly learned that he could actually understand what she was saying most of the time, but that didn't always mean that her hard headed companion would actually listen to her.

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