09-08-2009, 10:05 PM
In the mood to rant? lol
Anya was up for wandering again. She was getting sick of wandering and wondering, wondering and wandering. It seems to her that her mind was traveling in circles as much as her paws were. Ty raced through her thoughts, marring her gentle features.
Since she had come to Phoenix Valley, Anya had changed a lot. Her body was a bit more lanky than before, but now it was lanky with muscle, not with stress. As she stretched by a tomb in the cemetery, Anya let the luxurious feel of popping joints and sinews stretching flow through her. Her coat was thicker, less matted, and her eyes reflected the sun better than they had before, with the dull recognition she had first greeted Da Vinci with.
Anya gazed quietly about her, letting her mind roam towards other topics. The humans had had beautiful architecture, even in the burials meant for the dead. Even the tombs meant for those who had been disgraced were almost regal in nature, silent watchers over those who sought silence in rememberance.
She heard a wolf creeping within the tombs, and decided to go investigate who it was. The scent seemed familiar, but she couldn't be sure until she rounded this corner....ah, there we go. Ty was there. Maybe this would be a good time to show him how much his training had helped her... She crept silently along the wall, plotting how she would make her move.
Anya was up for wandering again. She was getting sick of wandering and wondering, wondering and wandering. It seems to her that her mind was traveling in circles as much as her paws were. Ty raced through her thoughts, marring her gentle features.
Since she had come to Phoenix Valley, Anya had changed a lot. Her body was a bit more lanky than before, but now it was lanky with muscle, not with stress. As she stretched by a tomb in the cemetery, Anya let the luxurious feel of popping joints and sinews stretching flow through her. Her coat was thicker, less matted, and her eyes reflected the sun better than they had before, with the dull recognition she had first greeted Da Vinci with.
Anya gazed quietly about her, letting her mind roam towards other topics. The humans had had beautiful architecture, even in the burials meant for the dead. Even the tombs meant for those who had been disgraced were almost regal in nature, silent watchers over those who sought silence in rememberance.
She heard a wolf creeping within the tombs, and decided to go investigate who it was. The scent seemed familiar, but she couldn't be sure until she rounded this corner....ah, there we go. Ty was there. Maybe this would be a good time to show him how much his training had helped her... She crept silently along the wall, plotting how she would make her move.