ardent

Not My Favorite



Gale

Loner

age
5 Years
gender
Female
gems
107
size
Small
build
posts
136
player
Anais
07-17-2015, 12:01 AM


Gale Elementas


Walk | Talk | Think

It was that oh so lovely awkward time of the year, the season of her birth and of the hormonal changes that reminded her more births could be had in the future. As in the years before, the changes made her restless, not quite irritable but hard to pin down. Her need to run was more of a demand, her mind searching for other things to keep her thoughts off of the way her body felt. Because she was a responsible creature Gale made herself stay safely within the pack's borders where no harm or foul would become of her, where she knew she would not be tempted. It did not stop her grey-green eyes from straying to the border, wondering, but she was stronger than to give in.

Since she felt as if she was running out of things to do, the lavender and grey wolf's restless paws brought her back to the dark shoreline of the Obsidian Beach, each step light upon the glittering pitch sands. Her wispy fur rustled in the faint breeze that rolled inland off the water, the scent of the sea heavy here. It was still not her favorite thing in the world, but the ocean posed its own challenge. She spent so little time near it, particularly since they had gained a land that was further inland and offered a wide area through which to run, but that only meant she had much more to learn. Which included how to fish.

It likely would have been smarter if she had sought out Locha to give a lesson. The Seabird was a natural when it came to the water, fast as the fish that she caught and as cunning with her movements. Gale, on the other hand, felt sluggish, stumbling, the exact opposite of her sea-affiliated sibling. As she approached a quiet stretch of shoreline, seeking the shallows where the fish were likely to be swimming about - or at least she hoped, with what minimal knowledge of them that she possessed - she taunted them in an almost sing-song voice with her paw steps slow as to minimize splashing. "Come out, you squirmy little things..."

OOC: Gale needs hunting points, so she's taking a moment to try her hand at fishing (even though she's not a fan of the water). Someone should come by and give her pointers (or give her a hard time because she's a pitiful fisher)!