10-15-2012, 08:53 PM
406 words. 3 points. o gawd keeping this going :>
okay...they can find her at the tree if you'd like and she can do some heavy explaining or whatever, or let them get away with it... Whatever works!!
Damp fur was shook off in an effort to warm herself, paws digging into the ground, bringing up soft clods of dirt. Never in her life had she been so nervous! Licking her chops, Elody's legs tensed anxiously, distancing herself even more from the borders, as far as she could go into the trees back towards Anathema. Perhaps her scent wouldn't be traced as easily. The whole trick would be given away if her scent went towards the pack. Perhaps another leap into that creek would provide sufficient...But this time, would her body respond to it as strongly? She was freezing her tail off here! And having to stay inside, useless and sick would not make her that noteable for a rank-up in the cavern pack, after all--This had been done to get some form of acceptance. She fit the bill--A coyote she was in blood and a seconf glance could never prove her wrong. She ran until her feet felt like they were worn to the bones, legs sore and restricting the girl from sprinting any more distance. She could run fast, but eventually--It would stop her.
Who knew the amount of distance from Anathema? Maybe there would be more travelling to do--Malakai was safe most likely, if he had managed to manipulate the border-sentries enough. There would likely be no problem of his presence--As his hide wouldn't be torn apart on a whim. Heart fluttering in her small ribcage, the youth settled by a tree to relax and painfully try to shift. Her sore limbs almost groaned from the transformation, popping into the proper sockets and arranging themselves on a proper, bipedal stance. What could this form do for her? The shift had cost her plenty of time--None could be wasted. Finding the first branch on the tree, Elody began to climb.
Never in her life had the hybrid climbed so fast, or at least it felt that way. Frantically grasping different, more stable-limbs, the Lykoi princess found herself higher up than she had been before. What could be worse? Death by the nasty jaws of wolves or a broken neck from the fall? Hopefully her small frame could keep the branch from breaking, and the tawny speckles in her pelt could provide an adequate camoflauge. But what about her scent? Were the New Dawn wolves already hunting her? Could Malakai mislead them and take them elsewhere? In fear, she closed her eyes.
okay...they can find her at the tree if you'd like and she can do some heavy explaining or whatever, or let them get away with it... Whatever works!!
Damp fur was shook off in an effort to warm herself, paws digging into the ground, bringing up soft clods of dirt. Never in her life had she been so nervous! Licking her chops, Elody's legs tensed anxiously, distancing herself even more from the borders, as far as she could go into the trees back towards Anathema. Perhaps her scent wouldn't be traced as easily. The whole trick would be given away if her scent went towards the pack. Perhaps another leap into that creek would provide sufficient...But this time, would her body respond to it as strongly? She was freezing her tail off here! And having to stay inside, useless and sick would not make her that noteable for a rank-up in the cavern pack, after all--This had been done to get some form of acceptance. She fit the bill--A coyote she was in blood and a seconf glance could never prove her wrong. She ran until her feet felt like they were worn to the bones, legs sore and restricting the girl from sprinting any more distance. She could run fast, but eventually--It would stop her.
Who knew the amount of distance from Anathema? Maybe there would be more travelling to do--Malakai was safe most likely, if he had managed to manipulate the border-sentries enough. There would likely be no problem of his presence--As his hide wouldn't be torn apart on a whim. Heart fluttering in her small ribcage, the youth settled by a tree to relax and painfully try to shift. Her sore limbs almost groaned from the transformation, popping into the proper sockets and arranging themselves on a proper, bipedal stance. What could this form do for her? The shift had cost her plenty of time--None could be wasted. Finding the first branch on the tree, Elody began to climb.
Never in her life had the hybrid climbed so fast, or at least it felt that way. Frantically grasping different, more stable-limbs, the Lykoi princess found herself higher up than she had been before. What could be worse? Death by the nasty jaws of wolves or a broken neck from the fall? Hopefully her small frame could keep the branch from breaking, and the tawny speckles in her pelt could provide an adequate camoflauge. But what about her scent? Were the New Dawn wolves already hunting her? Could Malakai mislead them and take them elsewhere? In fear, she closed her eyes.