Monsters Inside.
12-23-2013, 02:10 PM
Her paws would bring her slowly to the edges of desert, her wanderings odd and out of place. She was so far from home, her gods telling her she needed to leave. She wished to talk to others of her stature, to begin the talks of alliance and friendship, but all she had found was an abandoned territory. She had heard rumors of a pack living by the desert, but now she was sure they were untrue and she was hardly at ease with the instructions that had been given to her only nights ago. What was her purpose in this wasteland but to touch and leave once she found the nothingness that threatened to swallow her up? As she turned once again to leave, sure there had been something amiss with her interpretation, a being would catch her eye. A large man, as pure of pelt as she, would stand on the horizon. Was this who she was meant to contact? He seemed in turmoil, as she drew more near, something was a miss. She did not recognize his scent or his frame so she would lead on in caution. With a slight tilt of her head she would let out the slightest of howls to announce her presence. She was far enough away that such an instance would be appropriate, though the sound did nothing to ease her of the tense air that clung about her fur. She did not want to interrupt him to terribly, but she was incredibly serious as to his doings. There was a reason for her appearance here, though it would certainly not be revealed yet. She would wait there, many yards away, wondering silently what would happen during their encounter, or even if he would acknowledge her. Speech |