10-01-2009, 05:34 PM
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set in whisper beach~ 
Two months since she'd really met another wolf. She hadn't really been trying that much, it was true. And she felt pretty accomplished with what she'd been doing; she basically knew almost every inch of these lands, excluding of course the various pack territories strewn about the lands. Speaking of which, though, Sofia was also pretty certain that she was going to join that coyote pack. It held the most appeal, and she wouldn't mind running into Kaena again, either. She was probably the most interesting canine that Sofia had ran into so far, although the others had been pretty cool too, with the exception of the hooded coyote she had ran into on the city streets.. That was another place she hadn't explored. She didn't really want to risk encountering him again, and she still saw his figure and crazed eyes in shadows, sometimes. Sofi should probably join that pack soon, though.. Her legs were already so sore, almost all the time. She couldn't really tell if that would get better or worse once she was traveling less; was it a result of the strain or just a steady thing brought on by her cancer?
She padded slowly, tiredly along the highway near Whisper Beach. Rain beat softly along the asphalt and on her back. Her short and ragged fur was sodden with the water, but she didn't mind too much. Sofi never took very good care of her fur, but at least the rain gave her an excuse for not doing so. She even had a few mats in places that she should really shift and pick out at some point, but meh, she'd get to it eventually. They didn't hurt too much yet. She was hungry, but the thought of finding and capturing food in the rain withered any actual thoughts of fixing that problem. It was so damned difficult. Besides, she ate a good meal yesterday, she could probably go a day or two more before eating became a real need. Her bony ribs showed through slicked wet fur. The difficulty of hunting had increased exponentially in the past few weeks. For all that she used to be able to pass for a healthy wolf, there was no doubt about it now: Sofia was not well.
Eventually this highway would disintegrate into nothingness. From there it was a day or so through Arachnea's Revenge, and then she'd be able to try her luck at begging a home in Inferni.
Two months since she'd really met another wolf. She hadn't really been trying that much, it was true. And she felt pretty accomplished with what she'd been doing; she basically knew almost every inch of these lands, excluding of course the various pack territories strewn about the lands. Speaking of which, though, Sofia was also pretty certain that she was going to join that coyote pack. It held the most appeal, and she wouldn't mind running into Kaena again, either. She was probably the most interesting canine that Sofia had ran into so far, although the others had been pretty cool too, with the exception of the hooded coyote she had ran into on the city streets.. That was another place she hadn't explored. She didn't really want to risk encountering him again, and she still saw his figure and crazed eyes in shadows, sometimes. Sofi should probably join that pack soon, though.. Her legs were already so sore, almost all the time. She couldn't really tell if that would get better or worse once she was traveling less; was it a result of the strain or just a steady thing brought on by her cancer?
She padded slowly, tiredly along the highway near Whisper Beach. Rain beat softly along the asphalt and on her back. Her short and ragged fur was sodden with the water, but she didn't mind too much. Sofi never took very good care of her fur, but at least the rain gave her an excuse for not doing so. She even had a few mats in places that she should really shift and pick out at some point, but meh, she'd get to it eventually. They didn't hurt too much yet. She was hungry, but the thought of finding and capturing food in the rain withered any actual thoughts of fixing that problem. It was so damned difficult. Besides, she ate a good meal yesterday, she could probably go a day or two more before eating became a real need. Her bony ribs showed through slicked wet fur. The difficulty of hunting had increased exponentially in the past few weeks. For all that she used to be able to pass for a healthy wolf, there was no doubt about it now: Sofia was not well.
Eventually this highway would disintegrate into nothingness. From there it was a day or so through Arachnea's Revenge, and then she'd be able to try her luck at begging a home in Inferni.