03-12-2010, 05:35 AM
ooc - omg I suck xX. I'm so sorry, life did not calm down like it was supposed to after we moved XD. I didn't forget about you!
word count: 400
ic - Finally, a break from the snow. Cerridwyn thought that winter was beautiful, but damn if snow didn't get stuck between her pawpads and cling to form ice crystals on the fur of her feet. Plus she wasn't terribly graceful at her best, and since snow was usually accompanied by ice, it usually turned out to be a rather amusing if painful scenario involving the collie-wolf planted squarely on her rump.
She hummed tunelessly to herself as she strolled through the forest, stopping here and there to pick up little odds and ends and deposit them in her hip bag; an interesting looking stone, a petrified piece of wood, a clump of pine needles, a pine cone. She straightening and stretched her tall, willowy frame, breathing deeply of the crisp, clean air. Spring would be here soon, she could smell it. Even so far from her home, the seasons still changed the same, and the priestess took this as proof that Danu dwelt here as well.
She had found herself once again outside of Phoenix Valley. She had done a bit more exploration of her new packlands, though not as much as she would have liked, and she felt slightly guilty that she kept wandering out of it into the neighboring neutral territories. Then again, perhaps there was something Danu intended for her to find that couldn't be found inside the Valley.
She scented the coyote hybrid at the same time that she saw him; otherwise she might have made an effort to be a little quieter, to slink away unnoticed. As it were, she had been humming, and her gait wasn't exactly soft. After her conversation with Ty and Angel, she was wary of the coyotes here; it seemed to her that they had instigated this whole skirmish between the coyote clan and Dahlia de Mai. It was only the fact that, upon looking a bit closer, she discovered that he was a hybrid that kept her from fully turning tail and running. She approached him cautiously, thinking that since he had to know she was there anyway, there was no sense in trying to pretend she hadn't been. And if he suddenly decided to turn around and attack her, well, she had her stang, and the protection of Danu, and she was quite a bit bigger than he was anyway, seeing as he was unshifted. 'Ello, she said warily.
word count: 400
ic - Finally, a break from the snow. Cerridwyn thought that winter was beautiful, but damn if snow didn't get stuck between her pawpads and cling to form ice crystals on the fur of her feet. Plus she wasn't terribly graceful at her best, and since snow was usually accompanied by ice, it usually turned out to be a rather amusing if painful scenario involving the collie-wolf planted squarely on her rump.
She hummed tunelessly to herself as she strolled through the forest, stopping here and there to pick up little odds and ends and deposit them in her hip bag; an interesting looking stone, a petrified piece of wood, a clump of pine needles, a pine cone. She straightening and stretched her tall, willowy frame, breathing deeply of the crisp, clean air. Spring would be here soon, she could smell it. Even so far from her home, the seasons still changed the same, and the priestess took this as proof that Danu dwelt here as well.
She had found herself once again outside of Phoenix Valley. She had done a bit more exploration of her new packlands, though not as much as she would have liked, and she felt slightly guilty that she kept wandering out of it into the neighboring neutral territories. Then again, perhaps there was something Danu intended for her to find that couldn't be found inside the Valley.
She scented the coyote hybrid at the same time that she saw him; otherwise she might have made an effort to be a little quieter, to slink away unnoticed. As it were, she had been humming, and her gait wasn't exactly soft. After her conversation with Ty and Angel, she was wary of the coyotes here; it seemed to her that they had instigated this whole skirmish between the coyote clan and Dahlia de Mai. It was only the fact that, upon looking a bit closer, she discovered that he was a hybrid that kept her from fully turning tail and running. She approached him cautiously, thinking that since he had to know she was there anyway, there was no sense in trying to pretend she hadn't been. And if he suddenly decided to turn around and attack her, well, she had her stang, and the protection of Danu, and she was quite a bit bigger than he was anyway, seeing as he was unshifted. 'Ello, she said warily.