Set for the 14th. Sorry to discriminate, but I was hoping one of Anathema's men could respond? :o
It was seldom that the girl shifted to four legs, as she found herself using her Optime almost entirely after she had come of age to shift. However, when the young coyote had woke that morning, there was this suppressed feeling in her frame that was pushing against her; this need to find a release, and perhaps let go of the energy that had built within her. She wasn’t sure why this feeling coaxed her into lupus, but the girl found herself on four paws either way. Stripping away the array of jewelry that adorned her, as well as her minimal clothing, Clover seemed to look rather plain in comparison to her usual self. The only thing that remained was the white head band, still circling around her forehead and beneath both darkened ears.
Pushing past the borders of the clan, Clover headed into the north section of the Dampwoods. She had no particular destination in mind, and merely let her instinct take over. Her paws propelled her forward, while straw gaze studied the mottled display of nature she passed by. Somehow, she felt very liberated in this form, and felt a connection with Mother Earth she had not experienced in some time. It seemed as if that strange feeling building inside of her had been Mother Earth, beckoning the girl to reinforce her spiritual connection with the world.
It wasn’t until later in the day that she broke through the Dampwoods to find the awaiting borders of a pack she did not know of. The mountain that loomed in the distance looked down onto the petite coyote, and Clover could only merely stare back in amazement. She had not known of another pack here, but it seemed as if one had formed recently. The scent marking their borders was strong, as if it had been done not too long ago.
She began to pad along the border then, both darkened ears turning to catch the approach of a stranger. Clover wouldn’t trespass, of course, and was merely curious to find more. She hoped that one if its members might come along and find her, so at the very least she would know what this place was called.
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