05-06-2011, 03:42 PM
(still new to this type of RP so sorry in advance if I suck lol)
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Date: April 30, 2011 Setting: Drifter Bay Shore Time: Late Afternoon Character Form: Optime Word Count: 255 Saxif’s seemingly pale golden mane waved in the brisk breeze of the sea. The scent of the salts in the air had intrigued her to find this enchanting place of driftwood and rock. She felt that her long journey had held so many beautiful wonders. The colours are what had her so mesmerized. Her first spring had been glorious. She wondered if the tundra in spring held such great colour. Each new flower that sprouted on her path bore such amazing qualities. Did her previous home bear such beautiful blooms? She looked to the unbelievable blue skies of the sea. Raising her pale snout to its highest point she released a strong howl. It was an announcement of her arrival and of her freedom. She grew up confined by rules that were meant to keep her controlled. If she had not left she would have been follower to her sister’s reign. If she stayed she would have a mate chosen for her not by her. She would have been unable to do what she was born to do. She would never join the hunt. The howl was a testament of proof that she would not be kept from her destined life. She was a free soul, meant for the world. She stopped her howl feeling serene. She brushed stray blonde fur from her eye to clear her view of the sea. Her toes grew cold in the shallow water. She did not move though, she took everything in and wondered What will the world show me next? |