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i are slow slow slow! this be in halifax, rite? 443 words
Blah, rain. Her short, ragged summer coat didn't do much to keep her warm, and given her fairly mediocre amount of hunting talent, Sofi didn't even really even have that much meat on her bones. So the best solution was to keep moving. To just ignore the still-terrifying bursts of thunder, which she had gotten sort of numb to in the past few days of nonstop endless rain rain rain. She had initially gone east, carefully avoiding entering the pack land marked with wolf skulls. It smelled like Kaena, and maybe was her home, but she didn't feel too safe just waltzing in without the older hybrid's escort, or something. Pack lands weren't something she was terribly interested in yet, either. It seemed very dumb to tether herself somewhere so prematurely, to not wander while she still possessed the ability to do so. And then southwest, because she had hit the mountain range again, and knew that everything beyond was burnt.
Sofia had traveled mostly in her natural wolf form: she covered more ground, and worked her muscles more evenly. On entering the edge of this human city, though, she had shifted. She hadn't brought any clothing with her from the place she had lived with Calypso, but now that she had vague intentions to stay in the area, it might be worth picking up a jacket or something if she could find any. It was still strange to her, the idea of just digging though old human possessions. But it seemed to be the way things worked here - town after town and now this city, in states of disrepair, totally abandoned. All human belongings had been carefully cataloged back home, indexed with values - they could be bartered for, or purchased with tokens earned from maintenance work around the various towns.
But she didn't have a jacket now; her short brownish fur was soaked from the rain, and her green eyes glittering brighter as she wandered deeper into the city, progressed further into the murky grays and browns and blacks. Did the rain make this place so dull, or was it always so grimy? Sofia wished she could tell, but the rain had absolutely no intention on letting up. A dark, hooded figure appeared before her down the street, walking with a much more purposeful stride than her own. Sofi hesitated, trying to peer through the darkness, to figure out what face the dark fabric hid. It creeped her out, a little, especially in the rain. She couldn't even investigate his scent thoroughly in the rain - male, probably, but that was all she could figure out. "H..hello?" She called out, tentatively.
i are slow slow slow! this be in halifax, rite? 443 words
Blah, rain. Her short, ragged summer coat didn't do much to keep her warm, and given her fairly mediocre amount of hunting talent, Sofi didn't even really even have that much meat on her bones. So the best solution was to keep moving. To just ignore the still-terrifying bursts of thunder, which she had gotten sort of numb to in the past few days of nonstop endless rain rain rain. She had initially gone east, carefully avoiding entering the pack land marked with wolf skulls. It smelled like Kaena, and maybe was her home, but she didn't feel too safe just waltzing in without the older hybrid's escort, or something. Pack lands weren't something she was terribly interested in yet, either. It seemed very dumb to tether herself somewhere so prematurely, to not wander while she still possessed the ability to do so. And then southwest, because she had hit the mountain range again, and knew that everything beyond was burnt.
Sofia had traveled mostly in her natural wolf form: she covered more ground, and worked her muscles more evenly. On entering the edge of this human city, though, she had shifted. She hadn't brought any clothing with her from the place she had lived with Calypso, but now that she had vague intentions to stay in the area, it might be worth picking up a jacket or something if she could find any. It was still strange to her, the idea of just digging though old human possessions. But it seemed to be the way things worked here - town after town and now this city, in states of disrepair, totally abandoned. All human belongings had been carefully cataloged back home, indexed with values - they could be bartered for, or purchased with tokens earned from maintenance work around the various towns.
But she didn't have a jacket now; her short brownish fur was soaked from the rain, and her green eyes glittering brighter as she wandered deeper into the city, progressed further into the murky grays and browns and blacks. Did the rain make this place so dull, or was it always so grimy? Sofia wished she could tell, but the rain had absolutely no intention on letting up. A dark, hooded figure appeared before her down the street, walking with a much more purposeful stride than her own. Sofi hesitated, trying to peer through the darkness, to figure out what face the dark fabric hid. It creeped her out, a little, especially in the rain. She couldn't even investigate his scent thoroughly in the rain - male, probably, but that was all she could figure out. "H..hello?" She called out, tentatively.