12-18-2010, 10:42 PM
[html]Ooc: alrighty, im gonna try this one out 
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The territory of Anathma seemed to go on forever for Nyx. Only a few days ago she was accepted into the pack and was still finding her way around. Naniko had accepted her quickly, and Nyx was beginning to understand why. The pack was small, therefore she had not meet any of the other pack members yet. Recently, She had picked up a few mixed scents which headed towards the mountains. She decided to follow the scents as it lead her on a zigzagging trail through the rocks. She walked nimbily in her optime form, twitching her ears to catch any sounds the would indicate if there where others nearby. Only silence with the wind howling meet her ears. The night sky was her only company casting shadow's from the peaks and rocks.
For a young female she was still quiet petite and it didn't look as if she would get any taller, so she remained in her optime form to see over the larger rocks. Yet even that didn't provide much help to her. Nyx's eyes where green which seemed to have almost an iridescent them making them appear yellow and gold. The wind picked up messing with her black fur with hints of golden and red. Her feather earring seemed as it if wanted to take flight with the winds' strength and her necklace of labradorite seemed to be heavy on her neck. She made these herself and held no desire to remove them even though the wind nagged. A leather belt around her small waist included an ivory knife carved with intricate designs and hints of the same stone around her neck, labradorite, and small pack and another pouch filled with a few tumbled stones. Everything on her seemed to be getting heavy from the cold air. Nyx was not yet used to this coldness, but loved the when the snow began to fall.
Her feet meet the rocks as she continued over them, still no signs of any others. Her body tired of her desire to follow these scents. Climbing upon a larger rock and sat upon it, crossing her legs. A little break would prove to be a good idea perhaps. The wind seemed to die down a little as she began to relax on the rock. Howling seemed like an appealing idea suddenly. She could make her presence known now that she was apart of the pack. Lifting her head to the night sky she parted her lips and released a vibration though her throat, and deep within her body. It was almost meditative as it echoed through her and upon the mountain peaks. In it was a greeting, stating that she was new and invited anyone to join her.
/center>The territory of Anathma seemed to go on forever for Nyx. Only a few days ago she was accepted into the pack and was still finding her way around. Naniko had accepted her quickly, and Nyx was beginning to understand why. The pack was small, therefore she had not meet any of the other pack members yet. Recently, She had picked up a few mixed scents which headed towards the mountains. She decided to follow the scents as it lead her on a zigzagging trail through the rocks. She walked nimbily in her optime form, twitching her ears to catch any sounds the would indicate if there where others nearby. Only silence with the wind howling meet her ears. The night sky was her only company casting shadow's from the peaks and rocks.
For a young female she was still quiet petite and it didn't look as if she would get any taller, so she remained in her optime form to see over the larger rocks. Yet even that didn't provide much help to her. Nyx's eyes where green which seemed to have almost an iridescent them making them appear yellow and gold. The wind picked up messing with her black fur with hints of golden and red. Her feather earring seemed as it if wanted to take flight with the winds' strength and her necklace of labradorite seemed to be heavy on her neck. She made these herself and held no desire to remove them even though the wind nagged. A leather belt around her small waist included an ivory knife carved with intricate designs and hints of the same stone around her neck, labradorite, and small pack and another pouch filled with a few tumbled stones. Everything on her seemed to be getting heavy from the cold air. Nyx was not yet used to this coldness, but loved the when the snow began to fall.
Her feet meet the rocks as she continued over them, still no signs of any others. Her body tired of her desire to follow these scents. Climbing upon a larger rock and sat upon it, crossing her legs. A little break would prove to be a good idea perhaps. The wind seemed to die down a little as she began to relax on the rock. Howling seemed like an appealing idea suddenly. She could make her presence known now that she was apart of the pack. Lifting her head to the night sky she parted her lips and released a vibration though her throat, and deep within her body. It was almost meditative as it echoed through her and upon the mountain peaks. In it was a greeting, stating that she was new and invited anyone to join her.