07-08-2011, 05:51 AM
Lloni prowled through the forest in her Optime form, thick black fur protecting her from the slight twilight chill and helping to keep her barely-visible in the deep darkness. Though she usually just went where she liked on a whim, she had a genuine reason for visitting this wood; she was searching for a specific breed of plant that only grew in woodlands like this one. When eaten, the leaves of the plant acted as a pain killer, which would certainly be useful to keep on her.
She paused, sticking her nose in the air and checking for the plant's scent. She couldn't detect it, but that didn't mean it wasn't there, especially if it had rained recently. What she could smell was wolf-- not the thick, potent smell that ment this area was frequented by a pack, but the lingering smell of old packs and the occasional traveller. But she already knew that; she never would've entered this area if it belonged to a pack. They were generally unfriendly towards trespassers, even if they were just passing through, something she didn't think she'd ever understand.
The huge wolfdog steadily made her way through the thick greenery, humming a tune that she made up as she went along. Every now and then she would step in a particularly squishy patch of ground and wince-- having grown up in a human town, she'd always been more comfortable with pavement and tarmac than squishy ground. But she pushed her distaste for squishiness aside and kept looking for the pain-relief plant, pausing every now and then to sniff the air. So far, all she could detect was more wolf scent and various prey animals. The dampness of the twilight air was certainly no help, and her yellow eyes narrowed in irritation.
It was getting dark, and Lloni was officially bored with looking for the plant. She'd been looking for it all day, trying to keep herself entertained as she went, but she was becoming increasingly frustrated. And now it appeared that the plant wasn't even here. She sat down heavily under a tree, huffing in frustration. It was getting too dark to read, write or sketch, she wasn't hungry so there was no reason to go hunting, she was too fidgety to sleep, and she didn't have any company to keep her entertained. She was bored, agitated, and likely to get destructive if she didn't find something to do soon.
It occured to her, for the first time, that if she joined a pack then she wouldn't be bored all the time.
She paused, sticking her nose in the air and checking for the plant's scent. She couldn't detect it, but that didn't mean it wasn't there, especially if it had rained recently. What she could smell was wolf-- not the thick, potent smell that ment this area was frequented by a pack, but the lingering smell of old packs and the occasional traveller. But she already knew that; she never would've entered this area if it belonged to a pack. They were generally unfriendly towards trespassers, even if they were just passing through, something she didn't think she'd ever understand.
The huge wolfdog steadily made her way through the thick greenery, humming a tune that she made up as she went along. Every now and then she would step in a particularly squishy patch of ground and wince-- having grown up in a human town, she'd always been more comfortable with pavement and tarmac than squishy ground. But she pushed her distaste for squishiness aside and kept looking for the pain-relief plant, pausing every now and then to sniff the air. So far, all she could detect was more wolf scent and various prey animals. The dampness of the twilight air was certainly no help, and her yellow eyes narrowed in irritation.
It was getting dark, and Lloni was officially bored with looking for the plant. She'd been looking for it all day, trying to keep herself entertained as she went, but she was becoming increasingly frustrated. And now it appeared that the plant wasn't even here. She sat down heavily under a tree, huffing in frustration. It was getting too dark to read, write or sketch, she wasn't hungry so there was no reason to go hunting, she was too fidgety to sleep, and she didn't have any company to keep her entertained. She was bored, agitated, and likely to get destructive if she didn't find something to do soon.
It occured to her, for the first time, that if she joined a pack then she wouldn't be bored all the time.