fireball on the rocks
07-19-2015, 02:05 PM
Her brother had wandered off, but Lærke wasn't overly concerned. She trailed him by only a mile or so, having ducked off the trail on her own for curiosity's sake. As it happened, yes, most of the skeletons she saw did belong to wolves. After she realized that, she picked up the pace. The girl's dark frame was made for running and it wasn't long at all before she crested a low rise and saw her brother facing off against two other wolves just ahead of her. Her lips curled into a snarl and she sprung forwards with a savage leap from her hind legs. during her approach she realized that they were in fact not engaged in battle, and all things considered the meeting seemed to waver between calm and uncertain. she let out an exaggerated smile as she came up on Lyndvarr's right side, stopping only a pace or two behind his larger's form. "Hva har du funnet, bror?" The light colored fae was disinteresting, but the darker woman had a commanding presence around her, and there was something about her scent... Had they met before? It was vaguely familiar... |