within every dewdrop is struggle
hanzo
06-05-2022, 12:57 PM
(This post was last modified: 06-05-2022, 01:41 PM by Sayuri. Edited 2 times in total.)
It had not been long in this world. Sayuri had wandered as far as possible, avoiding the chilling north and focusing on Auster entirely. A few quite nice wolves told here she was here, one out of two lands joined by the Bifrost Bridge. She could not tell anyone how she had come to Boreas. The mark she had trailed and trapped was now indisposed. They had run far, far away from contractors. It was to be her last job before freedom, repaying the debt from her master and moving on. It had all gone smoothly, considering the time it took. Her master took one look at the corpse and nodded; the bond between them severed with the final blow. He was not an emotional man. He took some fur to confirm the kill and left. Sayuri grasped her own freedom readily. It had been an agreement of sorts, a retirement if she was being honest. Now she has the potential to do so much more. Roaming close to the border, she looks across the bay. Though inexperienced with packs, she knew by instinct this land was claimed. Sayuri had skirted a few other claimed lands, their stench unbearable to the vagabond. Why did she decide on this one? Simple. The scent of bamboo. It was faint but there. She did so enjoy the smell. There was something else here too, something... familiar. She let a soft call radiate from her lips, drifting on the wind and into the ears of anyone that happened to be by. speech here |
destroying castles in the sky
K I N G S L A Y E R
forevermore the apple of my eye
K I N G S L A Y E R
forevermore the apple of my eye