Cover From the Storm

Vesper · 09-26-2012, 12:47 PM

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Vesper is by Sie!

(338) Lupus form and junk. Big Grin

Vesper found herself unexpectedly homeless after the flooding began, but with the storm unrelenting it was all she could do to stay outside and patrol. It was, perhaps, suicidal to be out in the midst of the hurricane, but she was fretting too much to let herself remained cooped up inside. She didn’t want to go back to the caves, and the mansion terrified her, and so only the schoolhouse was an option, but she didn’t want Myrika to see her panicking like this.

Patrolling, as always, made her feel better. It was an addiction, a drug that calmed her even with the torrential rain and forceful winds pelting her from every side. She walked along and kept an eye out for anything: for one of the horses that had broken free, for a comrade in trouble, even for a psychotic wolf taking advantage of the storm to do some damage. She was careful, staying away from any structure (including trees) that looked ready to topple, and she avoided the marshland and anywhere else where the ground wasn’t solid under its coat of mud.

Ves found herself wanting Stark, missing his presence, but she wasn’t going to ask the bird to fly overhead when he was liable to get his wings torn off by the gales. She knew she needed to go check up on them again, perhaps find a building for them to nest in until the storm had passed, because who knew what damage could occur in the ruins with—

A thin cry, barely perceptible with her good ear strained, reached her and cut through her thoughts. Without thinking she ran toward the call, four thin legs working hard, and skidded to a halt as she saw a Luperci clinging to the border stakes. It was impossible to smell what pack the other belonged to, but Vesper didn’t even care: she saw a coyote, a young one, and so she immediately leaped forward to help, a harsh yap breaking through the howling winds.

“Come with me!”

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