ardent

you'll never know dear, how much i love you

mort & pups <3



Wynter

Armada
Diplomat

Expert Fighter (195)

Master Intellectual (240)

An icon representing the specialty Tactician Tactician

age
2 Years
gender
Female
gems
596
size
Large
build
Light
posts
102
player
Shelby
07-20-2023, 01:17 AM

The moment they were told that they would finally be able to go outside, she couldn't help but wait impatiently by the door to be freed–much like her other siblings. Peering up at her father as he once again spelled out the rules for their time outside, she nodded dutifully since she definitely didn't want to have their outside time delayed any longer. The moment that they were finally let go with one last directive to not get into too much trouble, Wynter tried to dart out of the door–only to get slightly delayed by the battering of her brother's wings. She shook her head a bit, spitting out a bit of downy feather that caught caught in her mouth. She snickered a bit as he apologized, but forged ahead regardless and darted out into the sunlight right behind him.

She had to blink a few times to get used to the bright light, the chill of the autumn air catching her a little off guard at first. Obviously it was going to be different than being inside the den, but somehow she was surprised by just how much! She looked around with wide eyes at the woods around them, taking it all in with a soft, "Wooooow..." under her breath. Wylan called out for someone to pick a direction and she looked over toward him for a moment before looking around again with a hum. She saw a weird, gnarled bush that was within the boundaries of their rope fence and she called back, "This way!" before running off toward it with slightly wobbly, loping puppy steps.

"Wynter Carpathius"