A Welcoming Chain Around My Neck [Joining]
09-01-2013, 04:02 PM
Rakshra pads her way towards her old packsite, Glaciem. Her bright blue eyes sting from the snow in her eyes, and looking down at the bright white snow didn't help too much ethier. She hadn't realized how much she had unadjusted from weather like this in the year she had been gone, but at least her thick black charcoal coat trapped some of the warmth to her body. Her paws ached extremely from stepping on small shards of ice. How much longer would her journey to Glaciem be?
After traveling all day Rakshra had grown quite tired. Doing what she used to do, she dug a hole in the snow next to a huge ice chunk. The ice kept some off the wind off of her. She covered herself with a bit of snow, the wind should blow more on top of her. She closed her eyes and waited for sleep to come.
After traveling all day Rakshra had grown quite tired. Doing what she used to do, she dug a hole in the snow next to a huge ice chunk. The ice kept some off the wind off of her. She covered herself with a bit of snow, the wind should blow more on top of her. She closed her eyes and waited for sleep to come.