I'm Out for the Count
10-11-2013, 10:04 PM
The further north the small fea traveled the colder it got, but her wandering paws refused to stop moving her forward. She had been itching to get out of Valhalla, even if it was just for a day. She had gone from wandering constantly to never leaving her territory and being cooped up was beginning to get to her. On top of all that everyone back home was so tense with the upcoming war and then there was the whole Gale situation that she still didn't understand... She sighed and trudged forward. She let the familiar tug and pull of her muscles lull her into an easy calm, the tension slowly falling out of her shoulders. It was good to be on the road again, no matter how briefly. She slowed to a stop as her paws touched sand and her teal gaze looked around at the dark beaches of the Soul Sand Cove. She hadn't seen these dark sands in quite some time! She smiled gently and padded closer to the lapping sea. The hunter sat down just out of reach of the cold water, letting the mid-day sun warm her pelt. The salty smell of the ocean met her nose and the constant movement and sound of the waves calmed her even more. She could almost feel like she was a rogue again, simply wandering for the joy of wandering. It was a lonely life though, one she wasn't sure she would ever want to go back to completely. Speech Thought Others |
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