12-11-2011, 02:38 AM
Ooc: sorry, I have to invade... I had been meaning to ask for a thread..
Ic
The small woman had noticed the other Lykoi with the flaming locks at the pack meeting. She had been pointed out to the woman of Spanish gold but Zana had not had a moment to actually get to know her. The Lykoi woman had finally realized that she was only safe in her lupus form inside the clan lands, and even then she was cautious. Halo's arrogant presence at the meeting reminded her that she was not welcomed by all and she wasn't even certain if clan laws would keep her skin intacted with their own borders. She only hoped that things would smooth out over time.
Why she had decided to venture out in her tiny fourlegged form was beyond her, but the swiftness it granted her was just what she needed after the meeting the clan had had the day before. She had been stretching her tiny limbs to eat up the ground below her paws, the rush of the wind through her pelt and the tug of new scars over her body reminded her what it was like to be alive. She had been contemplating how in the world she was going to repay Enkiel for the arts he had applied to saving her life and her only thought had been to make a run along the borders and patrol. The time alone would grant her time to think of the perfect gift, yet she still found herself with an empty mind and a heavy heart.
Darkness was falling asZana caught the scent of the woman she worked under. She was still without answers to her puzzle but perhaps she could learn something afterall, if only it would open her eyes to another long lost family member. She turned off her route and swiftly padded through the trees towards the larger woman. Her greyed lilac orbs were wide as her step was hesitant. She didn't know if Myrika was friend or foe or just holding neutral ground with others in the pack. She wouldn't be surprised if Halo had poisoned others against her but she would never find out if she didn't meet every face of the clan.
She finally turned around the edge of the fallen log and sat back on her tiny haunches as she smiled slightly to the higher ranked woman. Her head was lowered slightly as she greeted Myrika. "Hello..." her voice was soft as she finally raised her orbs up to glance at the other clan woman.
Ic
The small woman had noticed the other Lykoi with the flaming locks at the pack meeting. She had been pointed out to the woman of Spanish gold but Zana had not had a moment to actually get to know her. The Lykoi woman had finally realized that she was only safe in her lupus form inside the clan lands, and even then she was cautious. Halo's arrogant presence at the meeting reminded her that she was not welcomed by all and she wasn't even certain if clan laws would keep her skin intacted with their own borders. She only hoped that things would smooth out over time.
Why she had decided to venture out in her tiny fourlegged form was beyond her, but the swiftness it granted her was just what she needed after the meeting the clan had had the day before. She had been stretching her tiny limbs to eat up the ground below her paws, the rush of the wind through her pelt and the tug of new scars over her body reminded her what it was like to be alive. She had been contemplating how in the world she was going to repay Enkiel for the arts he had applied to saving her life and her only thought had been to make a run along the borders and patrol. The time alone would grant her time to think of the perfect gift, yet she still found herself with an empty mind and a heavy heart.
Darkness was falling asZana caught the scent of the woman she worked under. She was still without answers to her puzzle but perhaps she could learn something afterall, if only it would open her eyes to another long lost family member. She turned off her route and swiftly padded through the trees towards the larger woman. Her greyed lilac orbs were wide as her step was hesitant. She didn't know if Myrika was friend or foe or just holding neutral ground with others in the pack. She wouldn't be surprised if Halo had poisoned others against her but she would never find out if she didn't meet every face of the clan.
She finally turned around the edge of the fallen log and sat back on her tiny haunches as she smiled slightly to the higher ranked woman. Her head was lowered slightly as she greeted Myrika. "Hello..." her voice was soft as she finally raised her orbs up to glance at the other clan woman.