11-27-2011, 04:42 PM
Character Name: Indira Youroukelis
Character Age: 1
Character Gender: Female
Preferred Specialized Rank: Chen-tao
OOC Name: Margaret
Other Characters Played: None
OOC Second Form of Contact: tetheredtothestory@gmail.com
Character Alignment: Neutral Good
Indira knew beyond a doubt that her journey could end, however briefly, as she lifted her snout to the air and breathed in the wild, sweet scent of the land that stretched before her. She had come from the mountains, and the craggy, rocky landscape had been her only companion for at least the last two days. She had passed by a river a few days before, grateful to sink her tongue into the clear water and drink of the cold, wintry stream. She had smelled a group-held territory then of wolves, but had avoided it. Indira was not used to crossing mountains, let alone living in them. And she had also gotten a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach that had urged her forward, even after she had caught the scent of other wolves, those she had sought in the first place. She was glad she hadn't settled on the first thing she had found, and that she had followed her instincts.
Below the peak of the mountain she stood upon, her icy blue eyes took in the green peaks of trees. And when the medium gray female turned her head in the other direction, a valley sprawled, green and dotted with the muted colors of those plants that had survived the first chill of winter. Indira wondered how long it would be until winter struck this land, covering it in a white blanket of snow. She had been very young during her first winter, but she clearly remembered how cold it had become with the falling of snow. Surely it must snow here as well.
Indira waited patiently, making her way through the mountain until she reached the invisible scent barrier marking the true beginning of this pack's claim on the mountainside. Icy blue eyes gazed forward hopefully and expectantly. Surely someone would be making a patrol soon and would find her there. On four legs, she kept her ears erect, twitching to catch the slightest sound, as she lifted her snout once again to test the scents in the air. Soon, it would be soon.
Word Cout: 350, 3+
Character Age: 1
Character Gender: Female
Preferred Specialized Rank: Chen-tao
OOC Name: Margaret
Other Characters Played: None
OOC Second Form of Contact: tetheredtothestory@gmail.com
Character Alignment: Neutral Good
Indira knew beyond a doubt that her journey could end, however briefly, as she lifted her snout to the air and breathed in the wild, sweet scent of the land that stretched before her. She had come from the mountains, and the craggy, rocky landscape had been her only companion for at least the last two days. She had passed by a river a few days before, grateful to sink her tongue into the clear water and drink of the cold, wintry stream. She had smelled a group-held territory then of wolves, but had avoided it. Indira was not used to crossing mountains, let alone living in them. And she had also gotten a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach that had urged her forward, even after she had caught the scent of other wolves, those she had sought in the first place. She was glad she hadn't settled on the first thing she had found, and that she had followed her instincts.
Below the peak of the mountain she stood upon, her icy blue eyes took in the green peaks of trees. And when the medium gray female turned her head in the other direction, a valley sprawled, green and dotted with the muted colors of those plants that had survived the first chill of winter. Indira wondered how long it would be until winter struck this land, covering it in a white blanket of snow. She had been very young during her first winter, but she clearly remembered how cold it had become with the falling of snow. Surely it must snow here as well.
Indira waited patiently, making her way through the mountain until she reached the invisible scent barrier marking the true beginning of this pack's claim on the mountainside. Icy blue eyes gazed forward hopefully and expectantly. Surely someone would be making a patrol soon and would find her there. On four legs, she kept her ears erect, twitching to catch the slightest sound, as she lifted her snout once again to test the scents in the air. Soon, it would be soon.
Word Cout: 350, 3+