Dirty Paws
04-08-2013, 01:02 AM
Wandering, she was always wandering. It was funny that a queen strayed so far from her kingdom so many times. She trusted Champion to hold down the realm in her absence. It wasn?t in her nature to stay in the same place day in and day out and she didn?t expect the same from her wolves. So long as they pledged their fealty to her they could come and go as they pleased. Lentajin would always been their home but not their prison. Well, for the slaves it was their large enclosure but when they earned their freedom they could do the same. The heat was something she loathed. Give her the cold and the unforgiving snow over the unforgiving wrath of the sun. Lentajin had suffered a brought and she was worried the consequences would affect her unborn pups. The behemoth walked slowly threw the soft grass. Their cooling fingers tugged at her soft velvet coat. Asking her to stay for a while. She smiled at the grass and shook her head to their request and continued towards the smell of water. She wanted nothing more then to push herself into the cooling waters and relax. The sounds of moving water made her increase her stride. The curling fog did nothing to deter her desires. The thing of ledges, a dire wolf, made her way towards the shallow pools. She caught the sight of a female wandering away from the edge of the pools to find something or someone. She dismissed who ever was sharing the woods with her to allow the cool water to clutch at her paws like shackles. Oh yes, she would be its prisoner for a time or two. She eased her heavy body into the shallow pool. She was far to large to be completely consumed by the small pool but it was enough to give her some relief from the heat. She was a thing of stories. She was one of the largest wolves to walk this world. She had found none to rival her height or weight. Her violet eyes were lost behind dark lids as she took in a deep breath. Her dark ears twitched to the sound of conversation. Curiosity was a companion she was not interested in following. No, the pups had endured enough from the journey to this place. They needed a rest and so did she. She moved to the banks and allowed herself to lie down. Her paws pushing in the muddy bank as she kicked out her back legs in the water, half submerged. She put her head in her paws and let out a content sigh. If the others wanted to speak to her well they could come and find her. . |