09-18-2012, 07:43 PM
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Her pups were getting older, and while they still needed to be watched carefully they were getting close to the age where she could leave them for periods of time to do what she wanted to do, instead of letting her life revolve completely around them. They had settled down to sleep in the house, Terra breathing a deep sigh of relief, when it hit her. The slim female wasn't one made to stay still for very long. The urge to travel ran through her veins, undeniable. She'd kept it down from the time she'd learned she was pregnant til now, but she couldn't deny it any longer. She had to travel.
Bolting out of the house Terra hit the ground and began to run. The wind pushed against her body, a wonderful gloriously freeing feeling. Her paws hit the ground rhythmically, streaking past the woods and all that was there. The scent of blood marked the borders, Terra briefly thinking that she had to talk to Skoll about that before she shot past, and was away from the place that had kept her prisoner for the past few months. Lifting her head Terra howled with joy, a broken cry that echoed through the crisp air. Change was coming, the crunch of leaves beneath her paws telling her of the season's change.
Terra ran through the hidden glens and paths that she had learned to love in her travels, keeping hidden from sight. Her pace slowly fell to a trot, panting happily as she continued her travels. She walked right through the borders of the pack she came across, too busy reveling in her freedom to think that there might be other consequences. Her tail swayed happily, a bright grin pasted on. Terra hadn't gone too far when the most wonderful object she'd ever come across came into view. She rarely thought very long on what she was doing, but she knew that that was the best she'd discovered.
It was the caravan that the art pack had brought their many goods in. The colorful paint teased her mind, sealed up tight to keep the treasures inside hidden. Dashing up Terra grinned, sniffing at it and wondering what was inside. Standing up didn't help much, the caravan closed up as it wasn't in use. Frowning Terra carefully considered the problem. She needed hands. Taking a moment Terra slipped out of her lupine form, letting her bones lengthen and extend, fingers unfurling from her paws. Her messy appearance was pushed away, shaking herself out as she examined each point.
As much as she would have loved to stick around and examine the caravan right there, Terra didn't want anyone else to get hold of her prize. There was really only one thing to do about it. She had to find some way to move the large object so that she could get it somewhere that she could hide it really well, and then she could play. Happily Terra ran to the back and began to push. The caravan protested at first, not wanting to move, but the slight slope that it had been rested on came to her aid, the caravan slowly rolling along with the eager coyote pushing. It wouldn't be long before it was out into the woods, away from where it had been.
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OOC Terra has not gone far into the territory. The caravan is near the borders
Her pups were getting older, and while they still needed to be watched carefully they were getting close to the age where she could leave them for periods of time to do what she wanted to do, instead of letting her life revolve completely around them. They had settled down to sleep in the house, Terra breathing a deep sigh of relief, when it hit her. The slim female wasn't one made to stay still for very long. The urge to travel ran through her veins, undeniable. She'd kept it down from the time she'd learned she was pregnant til now, but she couldn't deny it any longer. She had to travel.
Bolting out of the house Terra hit the ground and began to run. The wind pushed against her body, a wonderful gloriously freeing feeling. Her paws hit the ground rhythmically, streaking past the woods and all that was there. The scent of blood marked the borders, Terra briefly thinking that she had to talk to Skoll about that before she shot past, and was away from the place that had kept her prisoner for the past few months. Lifting her head Terra howled with joy, a broken cry that echoed through the crisp air. Change was coming, the crunch of leaves beneath her paws telling her of the season's change.
Terra ran through the hidden glens and paths that she had learned to love in her travels, keeping hidden from sight. Her pace slowly fell to a trot, panting happily as she continued her travels. She walked right through the borders of the pack she came across, too busy reveling in her freedom to think that there might be other consequences. Her tail swayed happily, a bright grin pasted on. Terra hadn't gone too far when the most wonderful object she'd ever come across came into view. She rarely thought very long on what she was doing, but she knew that that was the best she'd discovered.
It was the caravan that the art pack had brought their many goods in. The colorful paint teased her mind, sealed up tight to keep the treasures inside hidden. Dashing up Terra grinned, sniffing at it and wondering what was inside. Standing up didn't help much, the caravan closed up as it wasn't in use. Frowning Terra carefully considered the problem. She needed hands. Taking a moment Terra slipped out of her lupine form, letting her bones lengthen and extend, fingers unfurling from her paws. Her messy appearance was pushed away, shaking herself out as she examined each point.
As much as she would have loved to stick around and examine the caravan right there, Terra didn't want anyone else to get hold of her prize. There was really only one thing to do about it. She had to find some way to move the large object so that she could get it somewhere that she could hide it really well, and then she could play. Happily Terra ran to the back and began to push. The caravan protested at first, not wanting to move, but the slight slope that it had been rested on came to her aid, the caravan slowly rolling along with the eager coyote pushing. It wouldn't be long before it was out into the woods, away from where it had been.
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