04-09-2012, 06:41 PM
OOC: Near Whisper beach! Early evening/late evening. Just wanting Hunter to make some friends! She is in Optime form.
Traveling all day had taken a toll on Hunter and her horses. It was a struggle on her trying to make the journey to Nova Scotia on her own. Though she liked being on her own, she dearly missed the company of other wolves in her life. She had never appreciated the company that her adopted father proved her until now.
She longed to her a noise that wasn't her own voice, or the neigh of her horses. She loved Fantasia and Shadow very much, but she needed other wolves right now.
Settling in for a the night, Hunter sat her self down in a clearing near a beach. The sound of the waves crashing on the beach was gorgeous. A breeze ruffled her black, white and gray fur. Nothing said spring like a mildly warm evening. She sighed and leaned back against a fallen tree, while the Fantasia nestled her white body behind the log. She draped her long white head over the leg, laying it against Hunter's arm. Shadow laid his ebony body down in the grass across from Hunter and Fantasia. Shadow flicked his tail back and forth lazily.
Hunter couldn't help but smile at the horse. He was the lazy one. She reached beside her and picked up her guitar. She strummed a few chords and then played a song she had memorized. She had the sheet music in her bag, but for this particular melody she didn't need it.
The sound carried on the coming night's calm sea breeze. She closed her eyes, listening to the sound of her own playing.
Word count: 266
Traveling all day had taken a toll on Hunter and her horses. It was a struggle on her trying to make the journey to Nova Scotia on her own. Though she liked being on her own, she dearly missed the company of other wolves in her life. She had never appreciated the company that her adopted father proved her until now.
She longed to her a noise that wasn't her own voice, or the neigh of her horses. She loved Fantasia and Shadow very much, but she needed other wolves right now.
Settling in for a the night, Hunter sat her self down in a clearing near a beach. The sound of the waves crashing on the beach was gorgeous. A breeze ruffled her black, white and gray fur. Nothing said spring like a mildly warm evening. She sighed and leaned back against a fallen tree, while the Fantasia nestled her white body behind the log. She draped her long white head over the leg, laying it against Hunter's arm. Shadow laid his ebony body down in the grass across from Hunter and Fantasia. Shadow flicked his tail back and forth lazily.
Hunter couldn't help but smile at the horse. He was the lazy one. She reached beside her and picked up her guitar. She strummed a few chords and then played a song she had memorized. She had the sheet music in her bag, but for this particular melody she didn't need it.
The sound carried on the coming night's calm sea breeze. She closed her eyes, listening to the sound of her own playing.
Word count: 266