Post by canttina on Feb 13, 2013 18:38:33 GMT -5
The large, stocky, fae padded along the skinny patch of land that is called the cove. Her eyes dated around as sea spray darted onto her fur. Her head was held high, she was pouring with confidence, as always. Her ears twitched as a droplet of water hit her. She shivered gently, she would have to get use to this. It was a beautiful view of the ocean nonetheless. She stopped at the tip of the small piece of land, she plopped down on the ground with a thud. She was of the large size, her fur and muscle weighing her down.
Canttina gazed around the area, seeing the waves crash on the shore. She eyed the small bit of beach that remained, continuously getting sprayed with water. She shook her fur every now and then. She sniffed the air, it was a mix between salt water and the pack that owned this area. The pack she wished to join, in fact. She had been searching for a pack for a long while and she stumbled across a lot of them, but this seemed the one for her. She only counted a few Wolves, she wished to help the pack grow.
Canttina watched as a large wave hit the wall of the cove, a barrage of water droplets pelted her face, she was nearly soaked at this point. She fell onto the ground, now laying down. Her tail whipping around behind her and her nose wrinkled from the strong scent of salt. She hoped one of the packmembers would stumble upon her here. She didn't want to adventure onto their territory and lurk around in search for them. She knew most packs do not enjoy Rogues just prancing around their territory.
She laid there for a while, just watching the coast. She rarely blinked, it was truly beautiful.
Canttina gazed around the area, seeing the waves crash on the shore. She eyed the small bit of beach that remained, continuously getting sprayed with water. She shook her fur every now and then. She sniffed the air, it was a mix between salt water and the pack that owned this area. The pack she wished to join, in fact. She had been searching for a pack for a long while and she stumbled across a lot of them, but this seemed the one for her. She only counted a few Wolves, she wished to help the pack grow.
Canttina watched as a large wave hit the wall of the cove, a barrage of water droplets pelted her face, she was nearly soaked at this point. She fell onto the ground, now laying down. Her tail whipping around behind her and her nose wrinkled from the strong scent of salt. She hoped one of the packmembers would stumble upon her here. She didn't want to adventure onto their territory and lurk around in search for them. She knew most packs do not enjoy Rogues just prancing around their territory.
She laid there for a while, just watching the coast. She rarely blinked, it was truly beautiful.