This thread is mostly to get into Éloise’s head and figure out her personality. Anyone is welcome to join ;D. Set in downtown Halifax. Eloise is scraggly, mostly white with a bit of black mixed in.
[/html]The old woman had been walking for so long, it seemed. She had been fascinated with this city, however, and against her usually nomadic preference she had stayed here for weeks. A stranger had reminded her of the humans once, and only recently that conversation came to light in the ghost lady's mind. She trotted through the streets, azure eyes seeking nothing in particular. She had been sleeping in random buildings and hadn't felt an attachment to any part of the city yet. Éloise had never been to this eastern land before, but she was enjoying herself. It felt different, somehow.
Charcoal nose dug through the remains of what she assumed to be some old human relic; it was a plastic bin filled with various goodies she didn't know about. The woman chewed on the plastic for a while, trying to figure out what she was going to be doing today. She hadn't eaten in a while but the hunger didn't bother her. A life of travel meant good meals were a rare occurrence. The plastic container now behind her, the wolf continued trotting on ahead in no direct in particular.