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Post by Silverwren on Mar 31, 2008 1:47:21 GMT -5
Silverwren wended through the forest, there was alot on her
mind, the fact that she was stepping on solid ground did not
have much to do with what she was thinking. she was
wondering what it would be like to to be able to fly, soaring high
in the clouds would be so good. to be able to get away fom the
world and just think.
she was so deep in thought that she bumped into a tree, she
sneezed and continued following the same train of thought.
suddenly a clearing appeared in the forest, by the edge of it two
rocks stood on their ends at a slant, so they met sat the tips.
she slowly walked up to them, now that she was closer she
could see that a third rock was propped up against them to make
a cave, "Nature is clever" she thought aloud,
Silverwren walked up to the rocks and went inside the cave. it
was warm and dark but to to dark, she settled down to a nice
nap, she had dreams that were about flying wolves and deer
and evil Grasht coming to get her.
she awoke shaking and worried. getting up out of the cave she
realized that it was just before dawn and decided to go for a
hunt. Silverwrens feet were swift and the deer she was chasing
was soon to be filling her belly. being tied again she decided it
was time for a nap.
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Post by Tarkah on Apr 5, 2008 14:59:53 GMT -5
Dawn broke through the horizon, for a second everything was dark, hidden beneath a shadow. As if some raven had unfurled its wings so that its full wingspan had hidden the suns light from the lands below. But in the next second the light broke through, tearing itself from the horizon as it began to crawl higher into the pale spring sky.
For now the suns powers would be useless in fighting the snow that still lay throughout the terrain. No matter spring was on its way.
Tarkah rose from her slumer, her limbs feeling stiff and in need of a good run. Giving a yawn the Drappa lifted herself up, bowing low into a deep stretch before padding away from her makeshift bed.
Tail strung high she padded over to a shallow puddle, clearly resulting from the days previous spring thaw. Lapping the ice cold water greedily she swept her tongue across her lips in content, her mood already bright from the promise of yet another fair weathered day.
Within a blink of an eye though Tarkah caught sight of movement between the foliage. Golden eyes searched and spied a lingering shadow. Curious Tarkah began moving toward the moving shape. Her nose lifted into the air to scent the varg before her. It was of koran. Glad that it had not been a varg invading their territory she sped up her pace so she padded a few strides behind. Her vocals rang forth, soft and soothing, " why good morning there young one". This was a varg she had yet to meet.
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Post by Silverwren on Apr 7, 2008 4:48:49 GMT -5
' hello, i'm Silverwren', she had seen this varg around before but
she had neven spoken to her. she twiched her tain in a sign of
friendly ness and cocked her ears. the light comming through the
forest looked plesing on Silverwrens fur. the light shined on her
grey/white coat. the earth felt warm from the morning light and
she felt it soft, ready for her to spring off to a early morning
hunt. 'who are you?' she asked
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thanks Thyme
