Valinta was just wandering around the packlands after she was accepted in; there wasn't much to do besides that yet. She supposed she could dance, but the cold weather left her feeling slightly sluggish for the time being. She'd have to find something to excite her, as always. If she were nervous, or happy.... Anything but bored. It's so boring to be bored...
Valinta muttered to herself as she idly twisted around in her Optime form. Perhaps she could climb a tower or... do something. The cold wasn't the crisp, exciting kind, it was the kind that made you want to sleep, and just snuggle up with something warm, or soemone you loved, and just.... hang out. Of course, Valitna had neither. Unless you counted a bear pelt she'd found as something warm. Not that it'd be appreciated by some, of course. Skye, the co-capitano, was good friends with a bear Creature, Valinta had heard. BUt oh well. She would need to do something to find her dancing muse. She finished that thought, and then wandered into a large clearing, where she thought she saw someone, but she might not've. Shrugging, Valitna decided to lie down. So she did, spread eagled on her back, in the frosty grass, obviously not caring about much right now.
Valinta Speaks
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