03-15-2012, 11:32 AM
She made her way to the western side of New Dawn leaving behind the pack and her mate for now. It felt like Nova Scotia got bigger and she wanted to get the lay of the land and what lay within it. She traveled a good distance but nothing a good healthy run wouldn't out due. The morning had came and gone, now the sun was almost entirely in the middle of the sky, but she didn't worry about that.She knew she'd make it back by dark, well that was her plan. She knew Ookami wouldn't like her being away from him that long. A whole day would surely be too much on her as well. She loved being around her mate, and being around him a lot was her goal. Perhaps being away from him so much she had developed a more independent exploring need than she had when she first came to these lands. Either way, she had to fulfill her need to figure out where everything was. As she moved she burned a mental image of how everything smelled, tasted, and appeared. She didn't have the best memory, but as things came she would remember them.
Adonia had traveled nearly twenty miles and now decided to rest, it was almost a shame to slow down her pace to a mere slow walk. But her eyes came upon an interesting town, her resting pace turned into a trot and bound as she moved toward a street, or what once was a beautiful street. She had to watch her step a few time as the street seemed to rise and fall with the breaking of a large tree root. It was like a test of agility for her as she leaped over. She then resumed a slow pace, if not slower as she lifted her head looking up and around at the beautiful structures. She spotted a few trucks and cars, she had seen them before, but this time she had more time to actually examine them further. Her mind recalled asking her father a few times what they were, but he never seemed to care, or want to answer her. 'They're man's creation' He said. Adonia soon realized that some species spoke differently about the humans that roamed. Dogs called them masters, gods, or just human. Wolves though seemed to call them 'man' and the way the spoke of them usually was in disgust. She knew little of their history, but she was wondering if she could find something about them and the way they interacted with the canines before their destruction.
Stepping away from a car, she noted the wheels, then she remembered that one time a pack came to PV, and they had a wagon. The wagon had different wheels, they were made of wood. These though had a much different material. Perhaps it was like a wagon, but nothing pulled it. Her curiosity for the thing was peeking and so she felt to examine it more she needed to be in her Optime form. The transformation began.
Adonia had traveled nearly twenty miles and now decided to rest, it was almost a shame to slow down her pace to a mere slow walk. But her eyes came upon an interesting town, her resting pace turned into a trot and bound as she moved toward a street, or what once was a beautiful street. She had to watch her step a few time as the street seemed to rise and fall with the breaking of a large tree root. It was like a test of agility for her as she leaped over. She then resumed a slow pace, if not slower as she lifted her head looking up and around at the beautiful structures. She spotted a few trucks and cars, she had seen them before, but this time she had more time to actually examine them further. Her mind recalled asking her father a few times what they were, but he never seemed to care, or want to answer her. 'They're man's creation' He said. Adonia soon realized that some species spoke differently about the humans that roamed. Dogs called them masters, gods, or just human. Wolves though seemed to call them 'man' and the way the spoke of them usually was in disgust. She knew little of their history, but she was wondering if she could find something about them and the way they interacted with the canines before their destruction.
Stepping away from a car, she noted the wheels, then she remembered that one time a pack came to PV, and they had a wagon. The wagon had different wheels, they were made of wood. These though had a much different material. Perhaps it was like a wagon, but nothing pulled it. Her curiosity for the thing was peeking and so she felt to examine it more she needed to be in her Optime form. The transformation began.