blaqwynter
New Member
Western Alpha
My bite is FAR worse than my bark!
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Post by blaqwynter on Jul 14, 2008 18:19:12 GMT -5
Blaqwynter had been getting to know her own territory, by wandering within it. Her mitts pressed lightly upon the soiled ground as her hues darted from one place to the next. She was now right out in the open field, exploring the terrain.
The morning was cool, and had a crispt feel to it, though the sun was shining. Her pillars carried her lightly across the open field. Her hues looked toward golden trees, or what seemed to be golden. The flowers upon the leaves of the trees made the trees look as gold as gold could claim to be.
She whispered a summoning chant in blessing as she passed them, calling them her sacred trees, and no one where to mark them or else punishment shall be served.
Blaqwynter passed the trees, and walked across the field smelling all the flowers within the field, taking in the land's scent as she got to further know her new home. She however was also looking for other life here. Though she did spot other intelligent life here, such as birds, chipmunks, and the odd doe resting far away from where she was padding toward. This made no justice in what she was seeking. She was looking for another wolf to join her in her walk or perhaps to form a pack. Or more than just one in her case....
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