Alone

Desiree Noelle · 03-11-2011, 10:57 AM

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Date: 11 March

Setting: Sable et Rivages. Halifax, Dalhousie University

Time: Afternoon

Character Form: Optime

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Whoo, I was a long time in getting this up. But here it is!

Morning light shone in the colliewolf's face as the sun peeked its way through the mouth of her cave. She had chosen this particular cave for that particular reason; the sun made an excellent alarm clock. Desi was most certainly not an early riser. That was one thing she and Hanna had argued often about. But the girl knew that the earlier she rose, the more time there was in the day to survive; the sooner she became good at surviving, the sooner she could truly begin living. And living was everyone's goal, right?

Squinting her eyes against the dawn and glaring balefully at the sun that was shining merrily through the still bare trees of Ethereal Eclipse, Desi stretched mightily and got to her feet. She tidied the pine boughs that served as her sleeping place, then stepped out the mouth of the cave. She scuttled around to the back of the cave, washed her face in clean snow and then did her business a few feet from where she had washed her face. Feeling somewhat more refreshed and awake, she returned to the cave, contemplating what she wanted to do for the day.

Finally the loner decided to do more exploring in Halifax. There was plenty to be done there, lots of places to be pored over, but the girl thought she might poke her head into the university. Knowing that it would likely be grimy work, the girl donned her Carhartts and black t-shirt, the better to keep her fur pristine. She was not fond of the outfit; Désirée was very much a girly girl and rather hated the epicene air the nondescript clothes lended her (not that anyone who really looked at her face would miss the feminine charm thereon).

Even trotting, in her slower Optime form, the sun had reached its zenith and was on its way back to the west before Desi reached the city. It took her a tiny fraction of that to find the university, as its spire provided a reliable landmark. The door was already open, though whether that was evidence of prior visits or a current inhabitant, the colliewolf didn't know. She certainly could not differentiate between incoming and outgoing scents, so even an old mark could be evidence of someone entering the college to sleep. She therefore kept her steps light and her ears perked, straining for any sound that might inform her of others.

She saw no one between the entrance and the long, bright hallway that drew her attention instantly, and after that point, someone could have easily sneaked up on her as the lockers exerted the pull that had allured many before her and would entrance far more after her. She walked slowly toward the metal contraptions, running her nails, and then only her paw pads along the sleek surfaces. A gentle tap and then a firmer knock proved to her that the things were hollow, and from there the girl was hooked. What could be in these things?

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