08-03-2010, 12:27 PM
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ooc: here we go~ xeris is in lupus form.
Xeris was still on the move. She hadn't spent the night in her cabin last night, instead choosing to rest under the cover of the forest. What possessed her to do this, she didn't know. Perhaps she was hoping to stumble upon Delwyn somewhere in her wanderings. But she hadn't, that was for sure. And so she continued to wander, much like she had when she first came to Phoenix Valley. The white-furred wolfess was no stranger to this, though she was admittedly smarter about it than she had been a year ago; the scars on her body taught her this lesson.
So she headed north from the coast for a while before realizing that if she went too much further she would end up at the Hill of Graves. This was not a place Xeris frequented often, as it smelled of decay and death and reminded her of the same things. This was not a time for those thoughts to be in her head. Thus, under the morning sun, she began to head further east, in the direction of her cabin. Maybe, just maybe, her rambunctious son would be waiting for her at home when she got there. Not to mention that Carwyn, Xion and Pendzez would be worried as well. Xeris sighed quietly as she continued on, staring blankly at the sunrise on the horizon.
Xeris was still on the move. She hadn't spent the night in her cabin last night, instead choosing to rest under the cover of the forest. What possessed her to do this, she didn't know. Perhaps she was hoping to stumble upon Delwyn somewhere in her wanderings. But she hadn't, that was for sure. And so she continued to wander, much like she had when she first came to Phoenix Valley. The white-furred wolfess was no stranger to this, though she was admittedly smarter about it than she had been a year ago; the scars on her body taught her this lesson.
So she headed north from the coast for a while before realizing that if she went too much further she would end up at the Hill of Graves. This was not a place Xeris frequented often, as it smelled of decay and death and reminded her of the same things. This was not a time for those thoughts to be in her head. Thus, under the morning sun, she began to head further east, in the direction of her cabin. Maybe, just maybe, her rambunctious son would be waiting for her at home when she got there. Not to mention that Carwyn, Xion and Pendzez would be worried as well. Xeris sighed quietly as she continued on, staring blankly at the sunrise on the horizon.