Restless Paws

*Solaine* · 10-01-2013, 01:03 PM

With the cooling of winter Solaine Adravendi was a healthy and spunky nine months old. Long ago had Valhalla lost some of its exploring appeal, and so she would find herself a small distance away, piquing her interest in the world that lay beyond Valhallan borders. The Plains of Valhalla had their appeal for one reason or another, but the land of the vagabonds was where her heart resided on this day. With a sigh she would tramp farther away from her home, paying little mind to how her mother might fret or how her father might raise his brow with every step she took. She was a child no more - at least not in her own eyes.

Gael might've come with her if she'd asked, or even Guinevere - but neither of them were readily available when she'd vacated the Valhallan territory. And so, Solaine was very much on her own. Bi-colored eyes narrowed in on a figure looming in the distance, ears twitched forward to take in the plaintive cry of frustration. She would trot forward with little hesitation, tilting her head to the side ever so slightly. ?What isn't working?? Perhaps it was bad manners to listen to conversations that she wasn't a part of, but the girl cared little for manners at this stage in her life. She had been blunt since day one, and she wasn't going to change at nine months.

?speak,?

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