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Post by Arya on Dec 23, 2005 15:58:03 GMT -5
A supple cream figure stalked lowly behind several short shrubs. The white fae's mitts caressed the earth as she padded along the low bushes, her tassle waving excitedly. These lands were strange and new to her but she continued on, curious and hoping to join a new pack. Ever since she had left her pack, Arya had been wandering around the lands, not knowing what she might find. All she hoped was to find a better home.
Her voids observed her surroundings, no wolves, just bushes and trees. Halting, Arya's round, flattened auds sprang and twitched, lifting her dial in the air. Sniffing the wind, she caught the scent of wolves in this territory. Lowering her haunches into a sitting position, the she-wolf let out a loud, beautiful howl into the cold morning. Rising up again, she froze, spotting a dainty rabbit hiding under a leafy bush.
Slowly, she decided to approach the prey, something to do while she waited for a wolf to come. Paws padding up to the small rabbit quietly, the rabbit began to hop away quickly. Arya sprang after, running and chasing after the animal. Swiftly, she sprinted around the bushes, trying to avoid crashing into them with the rabbit not too far up ahead her path.
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Post by Arya on Dec 28, 2005 0:35:39 GMT -5
ooc: Anyone going to come greet me? Just wonderin...I understand everybody and the holidays...but you know...just wondering XP
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Post by Taint on Dec 28, 2005 8:20:49 GMT -5
ooc: Meep! Sorry! Everyone's busy! Perhaps you could bring her to the rocky cliffs? The alphas are both there and will be able to greet her... or bring her to the Deserted Village. There's a big group of newcomers who should be greeted soon. Sorry about all this...
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Post by Arya on Dec 28, 2005 18:13:37 GMT -5
ooc: Oh, it's alright. I was just wondering what was going on and all but now that I know I'll just go to one of those areas. Meep...hehe lol...anywho off Arya will go!
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Post by Arya on Dec 28, 2005 18:27:29 GMT -5
Legs growing tired, the ivory wolf's mitts skidded to a halt. With Arya stopping, the small, russet rabbit hopped away through the emerald shrubs, as if it were snickering as it left.
The fae let out a long sigh for losing interest in the pursuit of the rabbit so quickly. Her mood for playfulness and chasing had departed, lowering her haunches to lay down under a low tree. Resting her head down, her voids lazily glanced around for any sight of a wolf. A few minutes later, still none.
Becoming more restless, Arya rised up from her sitting position and snorted. Shouldn't a scout or any wolf have heard her? Did she howl loud enough?
"Oh, well..." she sighed, padding away slowly. Perhaps if she explored further on into the territory that someone would hear her. Banner hanging low, she raised her dial to sniff the wind. Letting out one last howl, she rapidly bounded away towards the direction of the scent.
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