Gold Dust
07-20-2014, 10:20 AM
(This post was last modified: 07-20-2014, 10:20 AM by Misha.)
She would wander around the submerged woods, keeping close to her pack lands in case they would need her at a short notice- she would come quick at the sound of one of her pack member's howl. A day of exploration seemed like a good idea- the weather nice with a cool breeze in the air. The sun shone through the clouds and all the flower's were enjoying it's company. The russet woman would seat herself under a tree, luxurious green surrounding her. Accompanied with pinks, reds, purples, and yellow from flowers- the woods were a symphony of colors. She would yawn and tilt her head downwards, sniffing a daisy curiously. |