Dance with the Devil
04-07-2013, 12:44 AM
"I hail from the Kingdom of Seracia, along the Southern Ocean." She'd heard of Seracia before. Granted her knowledge was limited and she had never met any other wolves from different packs before until now. It was interesting to finally get out and be on her own. Her father had hovered over her long enough. It was nice to be able to leave for a change, even if she truly was never alone. He still bothered her every waking minute of every day. On the bright side she always had someone to talk to, even if he was annoying as hell and sometimes tried to compel her to do things. He returned her question, as she'd been expecting, so she cocked her head. He smiled and quirked his brown. He'd answered her so she could answer him. It couldn't hurt, right? Tortuga wasn't that bad was it? Not bad enough that he'd instantly hate her for saying she was a part of it. Hopefully she wouldn't get in trouble for this later when she got home. Her Dad probably wouldn't be too pleased. "I come from Tortuga. Dunno if you've heard of it or not, but it's the eastern pack in the mountains." She explained it as vaguely as possible. To put it short they were in the east quite near to Mount Volkan. A rather dangerous place to be, but only the real hardy wolves could live there. You had to be good with rocky slopes to live there. That or you'd slip and fall then break quite a few bones. If you were lucky that is. There was also a possibility of dying. Regardless their valley was a beautiful place to live and the mountain range provided many hiding places and interesting animals. "Speech" "He speaks" |