Post by lyceia on Mar 31, 2009 21:18:22 GMT -5
Everything was different. Even the sun seemed to shine differently on this area of the continent, and the changes were astounding. Lyceia had only ever known the world of the northern territories. Even in her wildest dreams, she had never anticipated such splendor. The sand was warm and soft against her pads, its pale yellow granules forming perfectly to the contour of her paw print. The white and pink femme, her blue orbs intaking the beauty of just the loner's lands of the southern territory, could not believe that this place was the same place she had seen all those years ago. The beastly femme stood nearly four feet high, her fur stained pink by genetics, yet it complimented her perfectly. There was so much new here. It was as if she had stumbled upon a completely new world.
Lyceia had never been south. The closest she had ever come to the main body of the continent of Anikira was the border between the northern territory and Kamari. Yet the further south she ventured, the more she fell in love with its features: the streams that carved the land, the sands of the desert, and the mountains that towered high above the rest. If such things have always existed, why have I never known? The thought dangled dangerously in her mind, the sheer amazement enough to stump her.
So this is the southern waters. So much water, I can not see to the other side! Her heart thumped excitedly. Lyceia had been to the beach before, but never like this. There were always islands in sight, and the water up north was not crystal clear so that even the tropical fish that swirled and looped beneath the water could be seen. Even on the clearest of days, the water had still been semi-murky, just enough that one could not see more than a few feet beneath the surface. The water crashed against the coast, and the white foam of the sea left a deliberate edge that marked its place. Sea shells of all shapes and sizes, small crabs that skittered across the sand, and the pebbles that had been brushed by the waves repeatedly, leaving them glossy and smooth. "Wow." The only word that Lyceia could think to breath was one of awe. Nothing else could explain just how foreign this place was to a Cyale female of the north.
"So this is what the south is like... Is it this splendid in the pack lands, I wonder?" Lyceia breathed. If the loners were allowed to dwell in such a lovely place, what kind of shocking greeting awaited the wolves that sought new homes in the packs? Why she was so caught up on things that normal wolves would simply brush off as nature was obvious. The northern lands had been hit heavily by the fires and destruction of the humans. Forests crumbled to ash, leaving little to no hope of survival. This area, the dead lands, had never really healed from the wounds. The Riadrak and Cyale had made their home not too far away. A few normal places remained; the hunting fields, a mostly clear river, and a few rolling hills that had managed to avoid the carnage. But to a wolf that had grown used to mediocrity, the sandy beaches of the south was both fascinating and overwhelming.
Lyceia glanced over her shoulder briefly, searching for any signs of the black and yellow brute she had traveled with: her mate, H'untryn. "Tryn, where are you?" she called to him coarsely. She had believed him to be right behind her, but she was never quite sure what ran through his mind. For all she knew, he was off scouting the surrounding fields for any signs of trouble. The guardian in him had never really subsided, not that she really minded. Just the idea of constant protection had never appealed to Ly. But with her mate's watchful eye over her shoulder and probing her mind, there was not much she could do.
"You've just got to see this, Tryn!" she squealed anxiously. She hoped that he, too, would be both surprised and amazed by the beach. If not, she would be relatively disappointed, but she was sure that something about these lands would appeal to him just as they had to her in her visions. And mom said this was a bad idea, she thought with a huff.