07-06-2009, 12:01 AM
- The climb over the mountain had been draining and Tynan wanted nothing more than to stop and rest for the night. She wouldn’t, however, because the sun had yet to drop beneath the horizon. The young coyote had been traveling like this for weeks now, in search of something she had yet to identify. Her pace had slowed considerably and the golden locks had long since drooped from a day of traveling in this awful humidity. A sigh escaped her maw as she turned to look back at the mountain she had just navigated. It loomed in the distance now, for she had begun to stake out a place to spend the night. Though the area may not have been superb, it would suit her for tonight. As Tynan's pale green eyes caught the horizon, a smile of glee appeared beneath the mask of rust; the sun had disappeared behind the earth and what was more, smoke was billowing into the darkening sky.
It was the intrigue, perhaps, that pulled her to the beach. Alongside the fire (which had grown considerably now) Tynan could make out two figures. She did not mind that she might be intruding, and made her way towards the couple. Her gait was unsteady and came inelegantly, for the sand felt awkward beneath paws that had just finished scaling rock only a few hours before. When she had come within reasonable hearing distance, a hand swept the golden hair from her face while she called out, "Mind if I join?"