It's where my demons hide
10-07-2013, 10:03 AM
Her pale paws would carry her over the land silently, she was still on the search for the rare herbs she and Symphony would be collecting. She was not as prepared for the winter as she should have been as the land was plunged into the cold. Thankfully the weather was usually very easy on the wolves who lives in the East, and she needn't worry as much. There were always freak storms that could take you by surprise so she still wanted to make sure they were as stocked as possible. She was distracted suddenly by an odd sound. She would have attributed it to another of her kind, the long wailing sound of a pitied howl. The idea left her though because it never ended. The singing would entice the girl and she would make her way to the source. Speech, |