The game of thrones

Very little had occupied her mind as of late. Meinx was almost like a blank sheet of paper; dull and not at all readable. For the first time since going to Valhalla's challenge meinx would stray away from her pack lands for a mid afternoon stroll, hoping to find anything or anyone that catches her eye. But after only half an hour of breathing in the fresh air she grew bored; her eyes sagging and face glum with the dullness the day had become. Right now, she needed someone to refresh her day with a little bit of spice. A Sigh would escape her pretty little maw before slinking into a shadow behind a tree, before laying back upon her haunches.

OOC: Short post, lack of imagination.