07-14-2009, 05:48 PM
[html]
http://i233.photobucket.com/albums/ee19 ... able_1.png); background-position: top center; background-repeat: no-repeat;">
Awesome :33 sure!!
The girl was no longer a girl and was now a full-fledged member of Phoenix Valley, something that she was still getting used to. She didn't like the idea of having pack duties to begin with, so it was a good thing that she held the Genus rank, the rank of a wolf who's future was undecided. She wasn't particularly good at anything that could be related to pack work, not skilled at hunting, fishing, scouting, or puppysitting. In fact, the idea of pups in general made the young adult wince inwardly. Phoenix Valley didn't have any, thank god. They were annoying little things...and she already had enough competition for Jefferson's attention with Geneva there. She didn't need anyone else messing it up either.
Bi-colored eyes seached over the terrain as white paws traversed the beach, heading northwest along the coast. The sands here were soft on her feet, something that she liked. She had known that she was inside of a pack's territory for a while now but didn't mind it too much; she knew that some of Jefferson's family lived here, so if she was discovered she would use that as an excuse to cover her tresspass. Her adopted father wouldn't hear about it for a while, either, hopefully. She didn't think he came up here often.
It was misting outside. She had thought that it was coming from the ocean at first, but she was too far away for it to be hitting her now...so it had to be coming down from the sky. Great. She'd thought that she would be able to snag a few good items before heading back to her pack, but it looked like she would be waiting out the rain instead. She stuck it out, continuing to walk, though, and the rain began to fade a bit, becoming less and less. Perfect! Maybe all of the wolves would be inside their houses, and she wouldn't run into anyone at all.
A scent hit her nose, that of another wolf, and she looked around rapidly. Where were they? The smell was coming from two different places, and as she got closer she realized why. There was a den...and there was a wolf. The den smelled almost as strongly as the wolf itself did, so that was why it had seemed like there were two of the same wolf, why the scent had branched off into two different directions. The young adult crept toward the den, looking around outside of it before she entered it. There were many interesting things here. She was particularly interested in the clothing--she'd never seen such beautiful designs in her life! Addison picked up a few of the shirts in her mouth, turning to head out of the den again, hoping to dart off into the brush undiscovered.
The girl was no longer a girl and was now a full-fledged member of Phoenix Valley, something that she was still getting used to. She didn't like the idea of having pack duties to begin with, so it was a good thing that she held the Genus rank, the rank of a wolf who's future was undecided. She wasn't particularly good at anything that could be related to pack work, not skilled at hunting, fishing, scouting, or puppysitting. In fact, the idea of pups in general made the young adult wince inwardly. Phoenix Valley didn't have any, thank god. They were annoying little things...and she already had enough competition for Jefferson's attention with Geneva there. She didn't need anyone else messing it up either.
Bi-colored eyes seached over the terrain as white paws traversed the beach, heading northwest along the coast. The sands here were soft on her feet, something that she liked. She had known that she was inside of a pack's territory for a while now but didn't mind it too much; she knew that some of Jefferson's family lived here, so if she was discovered she would use that as an excuse to cover her tresspass. Her adopted father wouldn't hear about it for a while, either, hopefully. She didn't think he came up here often.
It was misting outside. She had thought that it was coming from the ocean at first, but she was too far away for it to be hitting her now...so it had to be coming down from the sky. Great. She'd thought that she would be able to snag a few good items before heading back to her pack, but it looked like she would be waiting out the rain instead. She stuck it out, continuing to walk, though, and the rain began to fade a bit, becoming less and less. Perfect! Maybe all of the wolves would be inside their houses, and she wouldn't run into anyone at all.
A scent hit her nose, that of another wolf, and she looked around rapidly. Where were they? The smell was coming from two different places, and as she got closer she realized why. There was a den...and there was a wolf. The den smelled almost as strongly as the wolf itself did, so that was why it had seemed like there were two of the same wolf, why the scent had branched off into two different directions. The young adult crept toward the den, looking around outside of it before she entered it. There were many interesting things here. She was particularly interested in the clothing--she'd never seen such beautiful designs in her life! Addison picked up a few of the shirts in her mouth, turning to head out of the den again, hoping to dart off into the brush undiscovered.