02-17-2012, 10:45 AM
ooc: i guess this would be her rejoining in a way
ic: The woman's fur was beginning to fade back, grey brown with an undercoat of russet and cream beginning to peak through. Her strawberry gold locks seemed to have just disappeared as the walnut dye had stuck so well to her thick curly mane. She assumed that soon enough the color too would fade but for now she wasn't worried. The tiny pygmy was turning home, back to the people she belonged to.
She ran her nails over the scar on her palm, the only visible sign of the pack she had resided in for the past moon. There was so much she had come to understand of the strange dark creatures of the lands, and yet even with a moon span of time it wasn't enough. She had set a limit though to the time she would stay away from where she belonged. Now she was returning to the border of lands lost. The scents seemed to have never changed but only the appearance of familiar faces would confirm or deny recent changes.
ic: The woman's fur was beginning to fade back, grey brown with an undercoat of russet and cream beginning to peak through. Her strawberry gold locks seemed to have just disappeared as the walnut dye had stuck so well to her thick curly mane. She assumed that soon enough the color too would fade but for now she wasn't worried. The tiny pygmy was turning home, back to the people she belonged to.
She ran her nails over the scar on her palm, the only visible sign of the pack she had resided in for the past moon. There was so much she had come to understand of the strange dark creatures of the lands, and yet even with a moon span of time it wasn't enough. She had set a limit though to the time she would stay away from where she belonged. Now she was returning to the border of lands lost. The scents seemed to have never changed but only the appearance of familiar faces would confirm or deny recent changes.