Like a Ship Out of Water

*Arella* · 08-14-2013, 04:58 AM

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Since escaping from her mother's womb, Arella had always been antsy. Always wanting to explore, never fully content lounging around at home -- and today was no different. Nimble paws carried her from the heart of Valhallan territory, pushing her slender frame onward and further from her mother's den. Today, it was hot and humid, and so she veered to the north, expecting relief from the unrelenting rays of the sun.

As she wandered rather aimlessly -- for what felt like hours -- a familiar scent reached her nostrils. Azalea! The girl was a sort of off-handed part of her family, in a way, but she didn't understand how. She had only seen the girl, never actually gone out of her way to talk to her. Perhaps that ought to change? With a brief shake of her head, she continued on further, nose nearly kissing the ground as she trailed after her scent.

Where it brought her left her awestruck. A massive structure rose from the earth itself in the far distance, unlike anything she'd ever seen. Jaw slackened, her expression one of pure disbelief. Despite how strange it was, she was rather interested. Behind the black-furred girl, her tail had begun to wave joyfully, curiosity overtaking her. With a bark of excitement she would bound forward, searching for her fellow pack-mate, letting loose a gentle howl.

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