Tag, you're it
06-18-2014, 11:36 AM
She found herself thinking of the russet-faced girl far more often than she probably should. That was exactly why she was out looking for her on this late winter day. The sun was high in the sky, bringing a bit of warmth to the chilly land. It was still bitterly cold, as always, but at least the sun warmed the fur along her back a bit and any form of warmth was always welcomed. Much like the warmth Amalia had brought to her den the night the girl had slept pressed to her side. Athena picked up her pace at the thought, eager to find the blue-eyed girl. It had been quite some time since she had last seen her and she was curious to see how Amalia was faring in her new home. Finally the princess caught the scent she had been searching for and she followed it to the source, a smile touching her muzzle as she padded up behind her. Her gaze roamed over Amalia's pale form, glad to see that she was much less skin and bones than she had been that first night. "Hello there, lovely," she greeted lightly, smiling as her gaze met Amaila's blue one. Speech Thought |
