08-27-2011, 01:59 PM
OOC: Hey! 
Thank you for starting this thread. ^.^ Um...if you haven't read through her profile, which I need to update, Tawny is kinda shy and has a stutter. She is small, underweight...and while the girl is extremely sweet, naive, and tries to see the best in everyone, she has a creepy fascination with dead things. Hence the bone collecting. xD
WC: 456
Once again Tawny needed more supplies. Well…she didn’t really NEED anything, but the piles of bones lying around her hut were growing dangerously low, so she decided to go searching for some more. The girl was ridiculously fascinated with bones and teeth of all kinds. The bleached color and texture was so pretty, and the easy dying process was delightful for the simple minded woman. Her body, where it had been plain and never decorated before, was now littered with little sets of bone jewelry. Things that she had made herself and sometimes had even shared with the people she held close to her heart.
Running in Optime form with her stick and vine, homemade back pack slung over her shoulders, she was drawing closer to the area of pack lands that held the most towns. She knew there wouldn’t be many bones within the town limits, but there would be a lot of other things to collect and salvage. Sometimes in the small houses there were even antlers hanging on the walls! That was always something she looked for; liking that she could get them in a house without having to go rooting around in the dirt. On the way towards the smaller town of Trenton, she stumbled upon a few interesting little trinkets, tossing them into her bag without ever really looking at them.
The scents of her pack mates covered this area, and she took a long, deep breath, taking comfort in the fact that she was protected within her family’s home. Naivety was something that went hand in hand with not being raised the right way, with parents who cared and loved for her. She stupidly thought that because she was within the pack borders, that nothing could ever hurt her there. Someday she’d find out that the little world she’d built in her head was all a silver lined lie to make herself happy. Of course, today wouldn’t be that day, because as she darted around one of the corners and took in the nose wrinkling scent of metal and asphalt, her eyes fell upon a white body leaned up against a fence.
Slowing to a walk, she drew closer and took a deep breath before calling out to the male. “Hello?” Her dark blue eyes took in his body again, head tilting when she realized he was rather small. All of the males she’d been around so far had been pretty huge, towering over her little body like the trees that swayed in the wind. Next her eyes flicked to the long blade resting across his back, curiosity filling her body. It was shiny and looked sharp, just the kind of thing the young woman would love to play with.
Thank you for starting this thread. ^.^ Um...if you haven't read through her profile, which I need to update, Tawny is kinda shy and has a stutter. She is small, underweight...and while the girl is extremely sweet, naive, and tries to see the best in everyone, she has a creepy fascination with dead things. Hence the bone collecting. xDWC: 456
Once again Tawny needed more supplies. Well…she didn’t really NEED anything, but the piles of bones lying around her hut were growing dangerously low, so she decided to go searching for some more. The girl was ridiculously fascinated with bones and teeth of all kinds. The bleached color and texture was so pretty, and the easy dying process was delightful for the simple minded woman. Her body, where it had been plain and never decorated before, was now littered with little sets of bone jewelry. Things that she had made herself and sometimes had even shared with the people she held close to her heart.
Running in Optime form with her stick and vine, homemade back pack slung over her shoulders, she was drawing closer to the area of pack lands that held the most towns. She knew there wouldn’t be many bones within the town limits, but there would be a lot of other things to collect and salvage. Sometimes in the small houses there were even antlers hanging on the walls! That was always something she looked for; liking that she could get them in a house without having to go rooting around in the dirt. On the way towards the smaller town of Trenton, she stumbled upon a few interesting little trinkets, tossing them into her bag without ever really looking at them.
The scents of her pack mates covered this area, and she took a long, deep breath, taking comfort in the fact that she was protected within her family’s home. Naivety was something that went hand in hand with not being raised the right way, with parents who cared and loved for her. She stupidly thought that because she was within the pack borders, that nothing could ever hurt her there. Someday she’d find out that the little world she’d built in her head was all a silver lined lie to make herself happy. Of course, today wouldn’t be that day, because as she darted around one of the corners and took in the nose wrinkling scent of metal and asphalt, her eyes fell upon a white body leaned up against a fence.
Slowing to a walk, she drew closer and took a deep breath before calling out to the male. “Hello?” Her dark blue eyes took in his body again, head tilting when she realized he was rather small. All of the males she’d been around so far had been pretty huge, towering over her little body like the trees that swayed in the wind. Next her eyes flicked to the long blade resting across his back, curiosity filling her body. It was shiny and looked sharp, just the kind of thing the young woman would love to play with.