ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴜɴᴛᴀɪɴ ᴛᴏ ғɪ&#

In the frost bitten hour, her four paws nipped at the soft, snow flaked tundra. The unforgettable feeling of the cool wind tugging at her coat seized to remind her of her child hood, the memories both cruel and good, flooded into her cranium. Endless pictures of her past clouding her vision for a short period of time before blinking her optics in effort to rid of their moving pixels, a beautiful caramel crown shook the thoughts away almost as fast as they came rolling on in. Dosing off for a period of time, gem stones flickering from reality to fantasy -- unable to take hold of the fact that she is alone in this world. Trying so hard to accept the fact that her sister, Rebekah, and brother Klaus were no where in this new dawn; this place these hounds call 'Alacritis'.

Her stomach spoke to her, reminding her of the empty pit that has yet to be fed. Hunger was certainly scarce for her, since she seemed to always have something to maw on. But this time she was on the brink of starvation, and having trouble finding a walking corpse in these parts was hard to come by, if you are someone who doesn't know the land very well. It was now clear to her that she'd have to search far and wide for a hoofed beast, hell maybe even a small rabbit, that'll get her energy back up. Increasing her speed, the goddess prowled the terrain, snout lifted to the sky in an attempt to catch any scent of prey in the area that she patrolled.


ooc: sorry so short hun, I was being rushed and had some muse block