You are the piece of me I wish I didn't need
11-04-2014, 07:27 AM
She cautiously approached the borders, her tiny paws splaying out into the snow as she looked at the devious looking tree's. Sarka knew that she wasn't entirely welcome anywhere in this world anymore, shy, fearful of everything. Her mother was gone so what could she be expected to do. She had something wrong with her she just knew it, but there was a wolf she scented in these lands that she knew and it was probably her last hope for anything. She had enough trouble trying to attempt to hunt for herself. The best she could manage were mice at the moment. Sniffing the border, the oblivious girl let out a shrill whine at the borders. She couldn't howl just yet, and she didn't know how else to get the attention of the wolves here so she could possibly find who she wanted. If she was lucky, the nice lady Roman would be here. And maybe Sarka would know what to do then. ?I speak? |