A Whale's Song
06-01-2013, 02:18 PM
(This post was last modified: 06-05-2013, 10:26 PM by Cherokee.)
Wandering. Again. Pawstep after pawstep, Cherokee paraded through Alacritis, looking for something to do. How was it freaking possible that he run into no one in this god forsaken place when it was overflowing with wolves. How was that possible? The usually calm young man was begining to get agitated with himself. Was he just not trying hard enough to find others? He wasn't exactly a people person, but that didn't mean he was anti-social either. It was in his nature to be around others of his kin. It was the way of the wolf. And yet here he was, wandering through god knows where, alone, with only his shadow for company. How pathetic was that? Today he was in another part of Alacritis that he had yet to explore. It was a beautiful place, very lush with vegetation, but it was obvious that winter was nearly here. Though winter's icy grip was already visible, it did nothing to lessen the place's beauty. He wandered through slowly, ivory jade and steel colored eyes dancing over the unfamiliar terrain, taking his time to drink in his new surroundings. He assumed he hadn't gotten very far into the new territory when the sound of water reached his ears. Water. Was there a river nearby? Perhaps a lake? Curious the onyx and ivory knight continued forward, his pace a bit faster now, gaze darting to and fro, searching for the body of water his ears had alerted him to. what he saw was breathtaking. It was water alright. The biggest body of water he had ever seen. It stretched out for miles and miles, all the way to the horizon. Cherokee couldn't believe his eyes. He remembered his parents talking about a huge body of water called the ocean, where giant creatures lived. Was this it? Cherokee slowed his pace onc more, walking forward tentively, frame tense. Did anyone live here? Nostrils flared wide, searching the atmosphere. The first smell to hit him was the pungen one of the ocean. It was wet and salty, leaving a nasty taste in the back of his throat. He sneezed, clearing his nose before resuming his search, a brand new scent finding its way to him. He halted his advance, not having noticed the ground beneath him had changed into sand, the rough texture grating against his paw pads but the brute was unaware. There was another wolf in the area. A female at that. His gaze followed the trail of the scent, pinpointing it to the white figure that sat not to far from the water's edge, gaze intent on the blue waters before them. How strange to find another wolf in this kind of place. For a moment the knight battled with the urge to get closer or remain at the tree line. After several moments of deliberation he decided to stick to the tree line. What if this woman didn't want company? Jaws unhinged, a loud bark reverbrating from his larynx in order to be heard over the waves. Attention remained glued to the woman, wondering if she would hear him over the noise of the water. Talk like this |