09-09-2012, 09:16 PM
It was good to stop traveling and just rest. Amy would never wish to stop, but being able to stay at a place that she called her own for at least a short time was enjoyable. The wagon was hers, along with many other things. In fact, there were few things that Amy didn't have a problem with claiming as her own. The difference was that she allowed other canines to claim the areas that she wasn't currently in when she was traveling, and if anyone stepped into her home, she would make sure to kill them.
The oddest scent came towards Amy. A mixture of something familiar and something she couldn't place. Moving towards it she looked at the dead deer, skinned and partly eaten. Her gaze rose to the wolf napping beneath a tree, the source of the familiarity. Was that Shadowfang's scent? Shaking her head Amy snorted. So he had a child. Coming over she prodded at him. Wake up. Would he know his father? Or was he the result of a one night stand? Either way would be interesting.
The oddest scent came towards Amy. A mixture of something familiar and something she couldn't place. Moving towards it she looked at the dead deer, skinned and partly eaten. Her gaze rose to the wolf napping beneath a tree, the source of the familiarity. Was that Shadowfang's scent? Shaking her head Amy snorted. So he had a child. Coming over she prodded at him. Wake up. Would he know his father? Or was he the result of a one night stand? Either way would be interesting.