08-01-2009, 02:13 PM
She sat. She had now been accepted into the terrain and yes in a way she was glad of it. However, She hated the thought of having to meet new wolves, Trust had to then be issued. She didn't know how easily she could do that. Time alone had indeed mended her sorrow's but not completely. She rose from her position her keen eyes falling upon every little flutter of movment form the raindrops. Her pelt was wet, and the colouration had deepened it was a sight but also intreuging.(sp)
Stading, stretching and smiling she lifted her muzzle in calling. The song lifted the air and echo'd around her lightly. She let it ring and as she waited she wondered whom might answer. Who would she meet first.
" Come, the hour has come"
Stading, stretching and smiling she lifted her muzzle in calling. The song lifted the air and echo'd around her lightly. She let it ring and as she waited she wondered whom might answer. Who would she meet first.
" Come, the hour has come"