That�s The Way It Is
10-11-2014, 10:39 AM
Moving at an easy lope, Skadi glided over the terra with purposeful steps. She was on the hunt, following the wispy scent trail of her prey. The scent was weak and old, nearly nonexistent in places, but the fae was hellbent on following it to its source. She craved the presence on the other end of it, coveted the blood the flowed through the creature's veins. The young warrior would have her quarry if it was last thing she did. There. The scent trail strengthened, growing thick as she neared the border of a pack. Dark chocolate ears would perk forward, glacier blue eyes going wide as her whole being lit up with excitement. Before her, some distance away, stood her quarry. Akemi. The smaller wolf was greatly changed since the last time Skadi had laid eyes on her, but there was doubt in her mind that the scarred fae was her sister. The huntress' demeanor shifted, features softening as she moved towards to other. A critical eye would scrutinize Akemi, appraising her, weighing out her physical being in an attempt to add or subtract to her worth as she was remembered. Though her inner workings were calculating, her countenance was nothing short of loving. Her tone sugar sweet, she announced her presence to the other with a soft, "Akemi." "Speaking" -- Thinking |