OOC: Aaaand...sankara enters the scene!!! mind if i join?
The chilly air blowed through the trees, even thought the sun was already high in the sky. On the borderline of Thornsbury there was a small cave made by fallen tree trunks, in which there was a small shape rising and falling on it's sleep. The form began to move, and after yawning, it came out of the small shelter. The wolfess yawned once again and shook off sleep.
Then Sankara turned her head towards all directions. What would she do next? It was still early, and she wasn't hungry at all, so she decided to go for a walk over the lake's border. She enjoyed to go there, specially when the sunrise reflected beautyful colors on the surface of the calmed waters and she could watch the beautyful scenery. The grizzly female trotted towards it, and when she arrived, she headed towards the edge of the water and leaned to take a sip of cool water. It resulted invigorating. She would have loved getting to swim, but she had very present that it was winter and that there were pieces of frost floating in some parts of the water. Instead, she unwalked the road to the lake and walked past Thornsbury. When she was getting closer to the pack's borderline she saw somebody walking by. He (Sankara could tell it was a male) was walking on it's bipedal form; he had messy hair, but in a good way. As if it was supposed to look like that. All the opposite to Sankara's hair when she was on her Optime form. Her hair was all messy, because she didn't pay much attention to her look.
But what most called her attention was what he had on. He was wearing fancy clothes. Sankara had heard about wolves wearing clothes, but she imagined pieces of ragged cloth sewn in some places; she hadn't expected this. The man before her was wearing clothes that almost adapted to his figure, and very neat ones. That's curious. But why would somebody would wear something like that? isn't it unconfortable?
Sankara was a very fereal wolf. She walked on all fours most of the time, unless she wanted to paint or she needed to lift and transport things, so she had never wore a thing such as clothes. She enjoyed her way of life the way it was. Period. She had never thought about a change since she arrived to CdA. She noticed that other wolves enjoyed being on their Optime form most of the time, as well as fixing their fur an mane, and even dyeing it. But sankara didn't really care. She wasn't fond of human stuff. She didn't even know how to read! (luckly, orin was helping her with that matter) If she needed to transmit a message, she simply drew it.
Sankara was so lost on her thoughts that she jumped and made an 'Eeeek!' when a raven made noise while it took flight.
As she calmed herself, she looked back to the stranger, hoping that she could meet him...until she picked up another smell. It was the one of a stranger: It was a stranger definitely. Somebody was trespassing. Sankara saw another female appear. She sprinted towards the stranger and stood some meters away from the other two, but she only looked at the intruder. Her head and ears were perked up, as well as her as her tail. She was a bit tense, but she intended to look dominant. Not agressive, but still dominant.
What is this female doing here? Hi, i don't want to be rude, but would you mind telling me what brought you here?. Her tone was soft, yet demanding. Her eyes met the female's, waiting for a good answer.
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