Moving On Up
07-06-2014, 11:04 AM
The small pup had begun to wander more and more, despite what her father had told her. She was too bored being stuck in a cave, now that she had tasted freedom its all she longed for. So the awkward pup ambled out of the den, her already lanky legs wobbling as she stretched out her pale body. She had no intentions of wandering too far, but there were flowers and bugs, lots of things for her purple eyes to take in. The grass was still damp with morning dew, making her giggle when it got her paws all wet. It felt funny having her fur get plastered to her legs, sticking and clinging to her long legs. Letting out a joyful yip she danced through the wet grass of the range, kicking at the blades. It was then that Mercy looked up, realizing that she was quite the ways away from the den. Looking behind her she couldn't see the familiar landscape, instead a span of strange lands surrounded her. She wasn't too concerned though, she knew what the land smelled like so she wouldn't go away from the pack. Scorpion had told the girl all about the importance of the borders as she plucked at her fur, the conversation boring her. She had listened though, and she nodded her head as if she was promising to remember. So on she tread, her ears swiveling every which way to listen to the sounds around her. So many things to see and do, she wasn't sure that she could get to all of them in one day. |
Mercy likes to swear and bite, and she can be unpredictable. She's not always nice, and is quick to jump into a fight. Thread at your own risk.
Mercy has a visible scar from her shoulders down to the middle of her back, in a v like shape. Not all of her art shows this.