some legends are told some turn to dust or to gold
10-17-2014, 11:23 AM
Valeriya listened the the girl's words and laughed. She definitely had a point. The queen reared up and drove her front paws back down with a mighty splash, the glow filling the air in droplets for a moment only. Her laughter returned, stronger this time. "Well Acadia," she began. "I am way more than willing to find out!" Val turned and dashed off a short distance, vaulting over another tangled mass before skidding to a stop in the slick mud below. She cast a glance over shoulder to see if the other girl was on her heels or not. She had missed being able to gallivant as she pleased, when she pleased, with whomever she pleased. Absently she wondered if Acadia was a pack wolf. She didn't have the smell of one, and honestly Val didn't really care to ask. What did it matter, all things considered. It wasn't like the auburn spitfire was going to announce her position. Wolves got weird once they knew you were higher up, sometimes. Valeriya slogged along, exaggerating every pawstep with an extra thud, sending out coronas of droplets with every impact. Whenever her paws would brush some new, strange thing, she would fish it upwards to investigate. Just then her pads trailed along something smooth and rounded. Brows narrowing she attempted to find an edge. She gasped when it darted out from under her. "Found something!" she called out, then darted after it, shuffling along until, Ah ha! There is was again. She tried to be quicker this time, but to no avail. Once more it darted away, and she grunted out a quick curse amidst her laughter. OOC: I'm going for turtle here, but hey, feel free to mess around with that xD |