Soon you'll be sailing homeward bound sir

Mati Church · 01-05-2011, 02:35 PM

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hi Smile

Her tasks were many, and the female had decided that she would put her paints away for this day and took to the borders for a patrol. She was searching for her little brother, who had been sent to the Cours lands and had yet to return for days. Her mother had said not to fret, as if she held a secret in her heart that she did not wish to tell the Church female. Mati took to her lupus form, easier for the patrol and softer on her paws.

The sun was high, cast only a few clouds to block it's shine, and her shadow was small. The earthen hued female wood in the lightly wooded land that her pack held, black nose to the air in the hopes of taking in a scent that did not belong. Well she hoped that the inhale would lack a stranger's fragrance, it meant that there would be no danger ahead. She thought it was free at first, but with another step, another long draw from the winter's air she found that she was wrong. The artist and Providor paused for only a moment before making her way towards it.

Violet eyes caught the figure ahead, and her fur bristle along her back to make her appear larger then she might seem at first. Though, Mati was a large she-wolf to begin with and she took the stature of her sizable wolf-blooded mother. The fey slowed when the distance was grow more friendly then she felt. Who are very close to Crimson Dreams sir. The fey spoke, hoping that these words would show her need for an explanation.

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