My Turn [Claiming]
10-16-2014, 02:14 PM
With their parents seeming to be okay with what had happened to their home, and not really making any effort to search for a new one, Isis had decided to follow after her sibling. She was silent as she moved through the lands, keeping a good distance behind the boy and making sure to stick to anything that could offer her shelter from his field of vision. The yearling wasn't trying to spy on her sibling, she was merely curious as to where he was heading, and what he planned on doing once he came to a stop. Step by step they went further and further from home, the lands changing from fields to the horizon to something much different to what the girl was used to. Tall grasses changed to short, and it was covered in a white substance she didn't quite understand but basically knew as snow. Why was he going this far north? A howl was sent up into the air, almost as though it wanted something, claiming. Isis lifted her skull, ears swiveling around to pinpoint a direction it was coming from, not too far, and her turquoise gaze could spot Erion heading straight for it. He was looking for a new pack, and he didn't even tell her? The girl's ears folded back against her head for a moment, feeling a small pain in her heart to think that they were beginning to drift apart. No, she wouldn't allow it! So she continued on, hesitant once she realized her brother was joining a male who seemed to give the call and a light pelted female. She took a deep breath and with her head held high the girl pushed through the little vegetation there was, steps quiet as she moved up to take her place on Erion's right side. Sitting down the girl brushed her shoulder against his, head leaning into him gently but her full attention given to the man before them. "Speech" |