The Pitfalls of Being A Traveler
Ada!
07-24-2021, 12:27 PM
This wasn't the first time that Ada's nose had led her into a bad situation and she could almost say with a definite certainty that it wouldn't be the last. Something had smelled delicious and she'd let her nose lead her paws. Now here she was, almost face to face with a sand storm. In the end, she hadn't even found the delicious item that she'd been tracking. After a while, all she could smell was dirt. Gross. Turning away from the lifting sands, Ada kept her ears tucked so that she wouldn't take half of the sand home with her. The young fae's pumpkin colored eyes were closed to mere slits, her long lashes protecting her eyes from the wind whipped debris. As her course led her away from the sand storm, she noted another canid making a similar retreat. "Oi!" she called out before approaching the leggy creature. "Do ye know how te get outta this place?" She asked, her Irish accent a little thick from the somewhat stressful situation. "I've gotten meself a little lost. Walkin' in circles." The bobtailed lady looked hopefully at the leggier lass. "Ada"
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