ten thousand promises, ten thousand ways to lose
05-08-2014, 07:34 PM
Black-painted paws paced restlessly through the ruins that littered this land. She had passed her den some time ago but instead of retiring for a cat-nap after setting herself to a night shift of patrolling the borders - raiders came most often at night, did Ebony wolves not know this? - she had continued past it and on closer to the rock garden. The rock garden would likely be busy, however, since it seemed much of the pack chose to den there to be near Raisa. Raisa, who had vanished somewhere. Not wanting to deal with her packmates for the moment, Katja stopped short of the edge of the steppe. Leaping atop a short section of wall, the silver-ticked woman lowered herself into a sprawl with a soft growl. What was she even doing here at this point? Ebony was a fading dream, her cousins and sister had vanished, and the only tenuous link holding her here was her oath to Raisa. "Freya mich leiten," she whispered in the general direction of the sky. "Ich wei? nicht, wo ich von hier aus gehen." "Speech." |
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