Keep Marching On

Verloren · 09-19-2011, 04:53 PM

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WC:329 - ooc
"(German)",, English
Table by Kitty

With a pondering smirk Verloren titled on her right legs and dramatically swung her left so that she stood with her side to the older wolf. A few seconds went by before she made any attempt at some sort of movement as she carefully thought over what she was about to do. Tipping her head slightly toward Jaden, but keeping her eyes averted, she slowly spoke. “It’s not any good, aber I remember stories my Mutter told me about how es ist done.”

Then, with a careful breath she straightened her head and took a quick look in the direction she was about to go and closed her eyes. Without her sight now, her ears tensed at any sound and her sensitive pads kneaded the ground thoroughly before lifting into a low, short step. And though she placed only one giant paw at a time her others quivered in balance beneath her weight. Slowly, she moved forward and lengthened her stride, becoming too confident as she had before.

The first couple of feet went by smoothly, granted she had few obstacles. But, as she moved into the brush—which were off her intended path—she encountered the same problems she had earlier. Her ears directed her away from most of the foliage but she moved her pads too quickly to avoid the hidden roots and twigs. The noise she now created and with her paws increasing getting snagged up she grew frustrated and again found herself flat on her face.

Opening her eyes she found she was two feet from her original path and what had tripped her was nothing more than her own left feet. With a huff she sat up and muttered, “(it’s not right.)” before standing and shaking off the bit of leaves and dirt she had gathered. But, she returned to Jaden with a half-smile and a lighthearted, “told you.”

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