You're Drowning.
01-22-2014, 05:28 PM
(This post was last modified: 01-22-2014, 05:29 PM by Dægmar.)
Poison dripping off my fangs... D?gmar was waiting patiently by the border when a howl rank out, a mighty call that could only belong to the alpha. Her ears clicked forward. Sounded like a meeting summoning all those that were worthy to attend and was not she? Besides it would be rude of her to linger like a tick at the border of the clans coat waiting to be addressed by one whose attention was rightfully elsewhere. Standing up the mottle femme rolled her shoulders and stretched before sending out her own howl. A strong, clear note to alert the alpha once more of her presence and to let him know she was coming to him on good terms. D?gmar was not foolish enough to stride directly into any pack's territory. Picking her way through the forest she came to the gathering that rested outside a large cave. Approaching the gathering she spoke, both to alert their attention and to allow them to connect her voice to the previous howl. Though as she was neither stalking nor slinking she was fairly certain they'd heard her approaching. "I come seeking a pack of strength, where I might find the conditions to bring me to my full potential as a wolf. I am D?gmar Thyre and I am at your service if you will have me." |
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