Brightly Wound
01-09-2014, 09:54 PM
Obsidian |
Inky nostrils flared as Obsidian?s dark blue eyes observed the jungle. She stood upon the shore, having just arrived to the new territory. Surreal?s scent lay thick around her, saying the young beta had passed through only moments ago, and if she strained her ears hard enough, Obsidian could hear the wolf moving. The jungle? It wasn?t exactly horse habitat? Her ears flattened slightly, but she started off into the verdant green. Chrysanthe?s howl ushered the mare on, until she finally arrived at the meeting being called. The small male, Sarak, was there, and Surreal was in her spot beside Chrysanthe as Beta. Others had arrived, and perked ears took in the sounds. Obsidian?s fur was shedding heavily, leaving behind sleek fur and hide. Her mane and hail had grown out again after old mats full of twigs and burs had fallen out or been pulled out by branches in passing. The mare moved to a place at the back of the growing crowd, watching quietly. |