Return Report
#3
Amy moved her hand along the various weaponry on her body, looking for a place to store her newest weapons. A precious gift, items with less worth would be discarded immediately. Finding a knife that wasn't anything special she promptly chucked it to land in a nearby tree by the border. It could work as a warning for those who came by. Placing the new blades in their place at her hip Amy smiled, again admiring the workmanship. The smell of a nearby pack member, something which would usually bothered her, was actually met with a soft wag of her tail. Someone to share her good fortune with.

The foolish pup who had shown up during her birth was there. His name escaped her for the moment, though she would probably remember it soon enough. A sailor. Came to deliver a package for me. The letter was quickly tucked away out of sight. It was for her and her alone. Nobody else would see it. Picking up the wine Amy tilted it around, again enjoying the gifts and proof of how well she had been doing. Care for a glass? It's from the 1800's. Very rare. The best of the vines was used in this.


Messages In This Thread

Forum Jump: