stamping flowers in the garden

Medusa

Summer is upon the lands once again, and it's got Medusa feeling some sort of way with the heat. Maybe having her pack in the West wasn't the best idea, but she adored her pits of tar and would remain where she was. Besides, the other land she claimed had water, and if nothing else, there was plenty of ocean beside them and plenty of rivers cutting across the lands. And as a last resort, they could always try to raid for water! That sounded like a fun idea, but probably not one Insomnia was ready for yet.

Taking to finding shelter beneath the weeping willows, Medusa slunk beneath the shade in search of some water to quench her rising thirst when she heard talking up ahead. Large ears perked atop her head, dual toned gaze searching the shade and up ahead she spotted a she-wolf, smaller than herself, with what appeared to be a small creature on her shoulder. She approached without caution, though the way she walked always betrayed her presence. She wasn't really one to sneak around, not unless she absolutely had to, but this wasn't one of those cases. "Don't mind Medusa! She's just here for a drink! Pretty girl doesn't mind, does she?" She doubted this woman claimed this particular part of the woods, so she didn't have to ask her permission, but ya know...politeness and all that. Sometimes, anyway.

"Medusa"

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