02-10-2010, 01:42 PM
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Twilight was setting in as the female stood on the shore; her feet in the cool water as her red eyes looked out to the opposite land mass that she had traveled here from. She had only arrived but maybe half an hour ago, having swam here from the coast. This was told by her fresh scent of dripping fur, we can assume. She was exploring the Northern areas of North America, having come from the western coast. After her relatives and parents had been massacred in the war of the coastal packs, Enyo had left and decided to explore the lands. She hadn't cared for politics anyway, and the severing of her family ties left her completely free to do whatever she wanted, really. She had avoided other packs on her journey for the most part, and the fact that there was the distinct smell of one nearby did not put the female at any sort of ease. But she remained where she was, comfortable standing her on the shore in her bi-pedal form.
She snorted softly, red eyes glinting in the rising moon’s light as she looked around to survey her surroundings. There wasn’t much on the shore but she did not wander to find out if there was anyone else here. If they approached, she would hear them, no doubt. Enyo was almost entranced by the image of the shore at night, with the reflection of the moon on the gentle waters. She would continue her journey and exploration later, after she was rested and dried off from her long and quite tiring swim. It would not be very long until she would be ready to go again. Perhaps, she would hunt for a meal, of course skirting any packs or pack members while doing so, which meant making due in the neutral lands, though that probably wouldn’t be too much of a problem.