Post by Evangeline on Mar 19, 2016 21:42:39 GMT -5
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[attr="class","pltxt"]Making her way through to the red rocks of Belashi Butte was rough for the she-wolf. The rocks never made it easy for her to limber over, her limbs that were previously broke, screaming at her a little ways in. Though they complained, she still managed to make it through with simple ease.
Over time, she's met a few wolves that worried about her simply because they thought wrong of her, but she always proved them opposite. It turned to be one of her favorite things to do over time, but now as she pushed her limbs over the rocks with ample speed and lack of agility, she growled softly to herself. Eva heaved herself up onto a larger rock before she sat down to let her numb limbs regain feeling. As she sat there, she looked over at the land, watching as everything came and went or moved a bit.
After a while of watching them, Eva had her fill of watching them. She lifted her maw to the sky, her laps not moving as she watched the sky overhead. The sun was starting to go down, throwing colors throughout the darkening sky. Oh, how much she wishes she could jump up and try to catch those colors again the way she had when she was a young pup. Letting her mind wander back to when life seemed to be the most perfect for her. She was maybe three months of age. Her and her brother were just outside of the den with their momma watching over them as they tried to catch the brilliant lights that seemed to have danced across the sky over them. At that time, her brother was not protective of anything but the bones that momma brought to them after she seeked out a feast for them. As she jumped and leaped for the sky, she remembers wishing she had wings so that she could fly among the lights. Shaking her head, she tried to refocus on the land around her to see if anybody had dared to follow her, or came for a little company. Either way, she would not completely complain about a little company. Even if it was from the group that she had crossed just recently. She wasn't bothered by them, but meeting so many at a time had started to confused her, making it slightly hard for her to remember who was who among them, though the two companions were easy, but hard at the same time. She could see her self making the mistake of calling them by the other's name over time, no matter how hard she would try to get it right. For now though, she would let their names and the riddles spoken sink in.
Thoughts Speech
Words: 470
Tags: Vidarii
Notes: N/A
Muse: Good
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Over time, she's met a few wolves that worried about her simply because they thought wrong of her, but she always proved them opposite. It turned to be one of her favorite things to do over time, but now as she pushed her limbs over the rocks with ample speed and lack of agility, she growled softly to herself. Eva heaved herself up onto a larger rock before she sat down to let her numb limbs regain feeling. As she sat there, she looked over at the land, watching as everything came and went or moved a bit.
After a while of watching them, Eva had her fill of watching them. She lifted her maw to the sky, her laps not moving as she watched the sky overhead. The sun was starting to go down, throwing colors throughout the darkening sky. Oh, how much she wishes she could jump up and try to catch those colors again the way she had when she was a young pup. Letting her mind wander back to when life seemed to be the most perfect for her. She was maybe three months of age. Her and her brother were just outside of the den with their momma watching over them as they tried to catch the brilliant lights that seemed to have danced across the sky over them. At that time, her brother was not protective of anything but the bones that momma brought to them after she seeked out a feast for them. As she jumped and leaped for the sky, she remembers wishing she had wings so that she could fly among the lights. Shaking her head, she tried to refocus on the land around her to see if anybody had dared to follow her, or came for a little company. Either way, she would not completely complain about a little company. Even if it was from the group that she had crossed just recently. She wasn't bothered by them, but meeting so many at a time had started to confused her, making it slightly hard for her to remember who was who among them, though the two companions were easy, but hard at the same time. She could see her self making the mistake of calling them by the other's name over time, no matter how hard she would try to get it right. For now though, she would let their names and the riddles spoken sink in.
Thoughts Speech
Words: 470
Tags: Vidarii
Notes: N/A
Muse: Good
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