Sit By The Hearth and Thaw Your Bones [Audra]

*Audra* · 09-13-2021, 03:26 PM

It was dark before they set off toward the dens. Unsure of where they were going, Audra followed the younger, but taller wolf. His long glowing hair shined like an ember in front of her. Glad that he was trotting at a decent pace for her slimmer and shorter legs to keep up with, her eyes wandered. Mist rolled lazily around their ankles, a forever staple in the lands of the Druid's Moor. Not long did the murky shallows of the moors slip away into hard paths and a tall grassy plain. Their new scenery rose up around them, shrouding them in even more darkness as some patches easily stood taller than her. The grass whispered quietly sweet songs of nighttime lullabies.

Falling into a sense of calm, Audra hardly noticed the varying paths in their style and make. Stone and dirt clicked under her paws as they navigated to a narrow trail through the trees. Their limbs leaned down, barren of leaves, to say hello, nearly tickling her back. Farther in, she lifted her head to notice the ravine they began to slip into. The sounds of water trickling down worn ruts made way to her. As she took in the sight of the hanging vines and sand, she noticed the natural steps ahead of them. Before Audra could take in the beautiful scenery, Ardyn was stepping past the vines and into a mazework of caves, tunnels, and well-lit dens.

Inside, black marble walls shining with glistening reds and white surrounded them. Warmth washed over her as the cold of winter was left behind outside. Suddenly, Ardyn was speaking, his accent meeting her forward ears. The way he spoke was as if he had lived a thousand lives already. So intelligent for someone younger than her. With wide eyes and mouth slightly agape, Audra refrained from reaching out to touch the polar bear fur they passed by. Their history and family were interesting indeed and she hoped to be able to ask them more questions in the future.

When Ardyn gestured at the alcove openings, she paused to look. She noticed there were quite a few open with dark interiors and faded scents. Glancing once more at the shimmering male, she smiled at him. A den to call her own. While he was busy scratching away at a foreign piece of material, she looked back to the array of dens. Which one would she pick? Walking up and down the options a few times, she noticed one in the middle that was the most void of any sort of scent. Peering inside, her honey-brown eyes looked around. It appeared a decent size, possibly smaller than the rest, but she was okay with that. She didn't need a lot of room.

Stepping farther in, she noticed a ledge along the right. Naturally carved and only a few inches off the ground, she liked that it had a place for her to keep her herbs and plants. Toward the pack, a crack began and just a few droplets of water pushed through. Toward the left, the room seemed to narrow out a bit, making its own smaller alcove perfect for a bed. Interested, she stepped back out toward Ardyn. "C-can I have this one?" She asked hesitantly, tail swishing back and forth in anticipation.

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