Far from home and on my own
07-02-2014, 02:20 PM
The little girl was totally lost to the joy of her kill and Motif was beginning to wonder if ever the creature would look up and spy her. The earthly tones girl would let her eyes slipped closed as she enjoyed the soft warmth of the day. She would let a little bit of time slip her past as the pup finished devouring her meal. Now, at last the pups eyes would settle upon her and the black wolf would bound forward. Excited tones would slip her as a jumble of words would gush free. Motif, stretching out her paws and settling her slowly blinking eyes on the other would let out a soft chuckle. ?Well hello Signy. Yes I have a name, yes I have a mum. I?m Motif, and no I?m not from Valhalla but my brother joined there. I would love to play? she finished. Squirming in the earth until she fully faces the pup and her tail would swing daintily behind her. ?What would you like to play, little Signy?? she would ask in soft, singing tones.
