[Amon]Everybody's got a dark side
Naomi moved quietly as she could, though what she left behind her was small holes in the sand. She could smell the clams somewhere here but finding them was a different story. She held her nose to the group as she searched. Her vision was starting to worsen even if it was only slightly, the white film over the top of them starting to form finally after almost a year of blindness. Her ears pinned back and she kept moving forward, her eyes squinting as she tried to distinguish the path ahead. Water was not welcome so she tended to move along its sound always keeping her distance from it. Sand clung to her nose and muzzle as she stuck it to the sand, stopping for a moment before she began digging a shallow hole to find the clam she could smell somewhere close. They weren't very filling but they were high in protein and she needed it. Her pink paws had sand clinging to them as she dug. A sudden stop of her digging as she shoved her nose in the hole. Bingo. She grasped the shellfish before pulling it from its Sandy home. She dropped then to her belly and placed the clam between her paws. Her teeth then set to work chipping away small pieces of it as she tried to get to the meat inside. Her scarred body was easily noticeable out her but she was too hungry to care right now. She hadn't found another that was willing to attack her just yet so she felt pretty safe for now. "" |
OOC: Asena said I could crash this <333 Also, sorry it is so short D:
There was a visible confidence that was worn easily by the massive female, as she moved along the coast her tail was in flight behind her, long black fur looking like a waving above her hips. Her paws dance just out of reach of the playful water that fanned out to grasp her with the foamy, broken waves. Today has found the woman in a miraculously good mood. It wasn't long before the sight of another had her pausing in her stride, observing the vibrant female as she dug up clams from the sand. It was much better to get them out of the water, they weren't as gritty and didn't taste like sand. Her paws were unnaturally quite against the sand as she moved closer to the dark, yet brightly colored woman. "You know, it is better to get this from the sea? They are not so...full of the sand." Her voice is colored with a mixture of German and Latin accents, making for a strange and broken common tongue. Her tone was surprisingly sweet, and Lilith was silent in the presence of this female. Naamah wondered why, but Lilith wasn't talking, not yet.
"Naamah talks." | "Lilith talks." Scroll over for translations