Calla was making a few rounds around the Munashii borders, determined to actually be active in the pack now. Amber orbs roved over the border, checking for any outsiders or strange things. Her nares were close to the ground, making sure there were no suspicious scents. Obsidian fur rustled slightly in the small breeze.
Her pawsteps made scars in the delicate layer of white powder, forever irrevirsible. Underneath the scars, you could slightly see some foliage. Every time the femme took a breath, it turned into a light, misty white cloud. Then she'd walk through it and leave that breath behind her. Yes, she would make her presence known to newcomers. The femme was pretty large, but not compared to most brutes.
Scorch marks lined her underside, showing that she'd obviously been burned badly.
After deciding the borders seemed pretty clear, she found a larfe snowbank against a boulder. Digging and making a small snow cave, she lay down and rested her head on her paws, tail curled around to touch her nose. She closed her eyes, drifting off into a light sleep, like the fine layer of snow.
Calla was laying in a den. It was insulated by rock, but it kept the cold in and not out. The obsidian pup lifted her head up off her paws as a white femme and gray brute padded into the den. The femme gave her a lick on the cheek, brute a nudge with the muzzle. "Goodnight my darling." The femme said. The brute said nothing, just laying down and fading away to sleep. Calla lay her head back on her paws, waiting for them the fall asleep.
Calla soon heard the snores of her parents, breathing slow and loud. She slinked out of the den, coming to a cliff outside. It was nighttime, the sky a deep violet purple.They didn't need the moon or stars, the soft glow of the volcanoes did them well. Calla loved the nighttime, it was her break. It was a circle of about ten volcanoes, and Calla's pack ruled the south four. They had the largest territory. In the middle was a bloodstained plain of dirt. She turned her head to the guard. He let out a laugh. A laugh full of joy, one that could be heard from a few hundred yards away.
Calla's auds lifted, head and orbs soon following. No, there wasn't a laugh in only the dream. There was one in real life. A laugh she'd never heard before, one she didn't think she'd ever hear. Serris. She peeked her head out of the small cave, looking around. She spotted him near Kobato. The princess looked better. A lot better. She slowly lifted herself out of the den, shaking the snow off her fur.
(I really feel like I'm butting in on this thread, even though it said open, so I can delete it if you want)
Abele || Munashii Gekko || Pups || Vixen || Adult
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