Herb Antics
06-03-2013, 11:05 PM
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Winter was upon the land, temperatures had dropped here and there, snow falling lightly and water was freezing over. Yet, Zanire was still out and about. It was still early for her to go to her den and start hibernation, and because of that she wanted to go and find some food to munch on, add onto the stuff she had already consumed during Autumn. The large beast lumbered through the land, stopping here and there to munch on a bush or scratch her back on a tree. It was quiet, something she both enjoyed yet disliked. It was nice to know everything was peaceful, that animals were hiding in their dens, trying to keep warm. But it wasn't always good, sometimes an area would go silent just before something burst out of the shadows, attacking and killing an animal. Ending a life that should have went on to grow old. Then again, that was just how life was. Zanire found herself walking along a stream, large paws crushing the thin blanket of snow beneath each step. A breeze came strolling along, coming from her backside. She came to a stop, lifting her head and closing her eyes, the breeze feeling good, seeping through her fur and bringing a coolness to her flesh. A low hum escaped her lips, oblivious to the wolf laying just feet to her side. "normal. talk. think. you" Awesome image made by Clash. <3 |