Emptiness
06-11-2014, 02:35 AM
She had traveled to the mainland with her family, having left behind the only life they knew upon the island where they were born. She had never been off of it until recently, a year of solitude. The only contact she had with others were of her family, her aunt Sibelle, and her marine companion who lived in the ocean. The girl was almost full grown, her stature tall and lithe with perhaps just a couple more inches to achieve until she reached her maximum height of thirty-eight inches. She had yet to develop her muscle completely, for now her body mostly comprised of the femininity that would make her a beauty unmatched in the lands. Her mixed pelt of cobalt, gold, and silvery ashen grey was only matched by her siblings. Silken soft fur always kept pristine, for she hated being dirty. Today, she had just finished grooming herself the moment she had woken up. And was now out and about, exploring nearby lands that she had yet to step foot upon. Things were vastly different here then at the island. There was alot of ground to cover, trees and grass and endless sky everywhere. It was overwhelming for her, but the babe would not falter from her curiosity. The fae had traveled quite a ways, the morning cool with winter's kiss. It was her first winter as a yearling, and it was slightly warmer on the mainland then it had been on her isolated island. Perhaps because she was not surrounded by so much water? Speaking of which...the babe came across a creek. She would follow it, stopping at certain intervals to take a drink before pressing on. Deep blue gaze would watch her surroundings, for she knew not what dangers lurked around these parts. Her island was safe, danger was extinct. But here? Who knew. A sudden sound would cause her to stop in her tracks, head and tail rising as she stood at her full height, ears at attention to detect where the sound had come from. Of course, she could hear the all too familiar sounds of splashing. For it was her childhood pastime. She would look first one way up the creek, then the other...and there, she would spot a figure splashing about. And curiosity as well as caution would grip the fae. She had never been around other wolves besides her immediate family. But she was all too curious about the world, somewhat naive, and unafraid. She would move forth, approaching with visage and banner high as she showed as much confidence as she could muster, stopping feet from where the male lurked within the water. "You look like you're havin' fun." She would comment in a neutral tone, all the while she fought the urge to keep her tail from wagging even the slightest. |
Current time: 11-27-2024, 08:46 AM
Powered By MyBB, © 2002-2024 MyBB Group.
