08-21-2009, 01:40 AM
The Locum wandered throughout the packlands, she had been trying to keep up the new chores and duties as expected of her. She didnt want any reason for Jefferson or Geneva to be dissapointed in her. She manuvered through the forests, seeking new ways for the pack to go about traveling in their homelands. She found a deserted trail that lead to the south. "That may serve us some good someday..." she mumbled.
Rendall continued to explore around. It seemed like forever ago that she was just a skinny toddler who stumbled upon this place. She was more of a teen now, though it had only been about three months since her first arrival. Her body was starting to slender alittle and her legs became longer. Most of her pup fluff had fallen out and had been replaced with a fine lean juvinile fur. She was still a child at heart though she was starting to look more different.
She finally placed herself comfortably under a beautiful willow tree. Rendall looked about herself and noticed that some leaves had taken on a more lime-green color than a dark green. This made her frown, she realized that this would be her first winter alone. With no family, no mother or father or silbings. She took a deep breath to relax herself, winter was many months away still, and she had plenty of time to prepare.
The sound of thunder starlted the young wolf and rain came pouring down on the world before her. She grumbled and stood up to shake off her fur. The wolf-child then formed into her opitime form and began to run and stretch her legs. The faint scent of another wolf caught her nose and she came to a stop. "Hello?" she called out in her child-like voice, she may look alittle more mature but her voice remained the same. She peered through the foggy rain in hopes to see who might be joining her.
Rendall continued to explore around. It seemed like forever ago that she was just a skinny toddler who stumbled upon this place. She was more of a teen now, though it had only been about three months since her first arrival. Her body was starting to slender alittle and her legs became longer. Most of her pup fluff had fallen out and had been replaced with a fine lean juvinile fur. She was still a child at heart though she was starting to look more different.
She finally placed herself comfortably under a beautiful willow tree. Rendall looked about herself and noticed that some leaves had taken on a more lime-green color than a dark green. This made her frown, she realized that this would be her first winter alone. With no family, no mother or father or silbings. She took a deep breath to relax herself, winter was many months away still, and she had plenty of time to prepare.
The sound of thunder starlted the young wolf and rain came pouring down on the world before her. She grumbled and stood up to shake off her fur. The wolf-child then formed into her opitime form and began to run and stretch her legs. The faint scent of another wolf caught her nose and she came to a stop. "Hello?" she called out in her child-like voice, she may look alittle more mature but her voice remained the same. She peered through the foggy rain in hopes to see who might be joining her.