Beating Heart
09-19-2013, 09:15 PM
"Big paws, long legs, not a very happy mix for a lot of things." His reply came easy and she smiled lightly. So he had heard her. "I would know nothing about it." Her words were simple, casting a look down at her legs that sprawled before her. As a relatively small wolf her legs weren't overly long and her paws were of an average size. His disproportions added to his look. "Oh? So you're not here for the meadows and elk, then. Bummer, I thought I could recruit a hunting partner," She grinned, watching him stare up at the night sky. "You've seen one too many mirages!" She said with an airy laugh. "And what if I were a terrible hunter?" The light in her eyes danced. "Where do you belong, then?" Her ears pricked up and she looked over off into the desert. "Valhalla. That way. A place with lush plains, vibrant rivers, and pockets of forest. Home." Her eyes had closed as she imagined her home in her minds eyes. "I just came from a place a lot like this. I never thought I'd look at a palmetto fondly, but it reminds me of home. Funny how that happens." Her eyes opened and she blinking, glancing over to him. "There are no packs in the desert so I take it you are not from here." It was a statement, not a question. "So, what are you looking for? If you are not in a pack now... unless you lost your pack and are trying to get back." She shut up, trying not to get too ahead of herself by attempting to analyse his life. |
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