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Posted on March 26, 2013 at 10:09:38 PM by Everchime
raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
She wanted to become a healer, to know the ways of the plants and to help her fellow wolves of Glorall out in case they needed it, she wanted ever so much to be as smart as Pan so that she could retain such information, she wanted to be near him now but she knew that she couldn't, she had to go out and meet other wolves, to get to know them. And for that she needed to be outside of Glorall for this. It didn't take her long to reach this part of the crater. Never having been here before she figured it was the best place to start with wasn't it?
As she starts down into the crater she can't help but feel a bit of awe at how beautiful this place really was, everything look fresh and clean, winter had settled in and she knew they'd need more food before the winter set in. Fish wasn't as plentiful and the rabbits had all but gone into their holes. Foxes were prolific and the odd hare here and there but Ever wanted to find something good, something bigger to bring home to Pan, she also wanted to let their new lead Sulan to think that she was of some use really. Even if she didn't trust him, she wanted to but she had been through so much as of late that she didn't know if she could trust him.
It's then that she spots the little wolf.pup, almost hitting a year old when spring would shower them with more growth, more flowers and plants that could help them in Glorall. She gives a happy yip her tail wagging slightly, Ever was only three right now, she didn't know how to be a mother but given the chance she would be a good mother, better than her own mother the poor soul that lived, she hoped anyway, back in her old home. Ever's mother had gone a bit... crazy it would seem to be the only right word to choose for it. "Hello there, is your mother near by?" perhaps the wrong thing to say, perhaps it was a horrible thing to say, but what does one say in a situation like this? "My names Everchime, what's yours?" she is happy-go-lucky, always looking on the brighter side of life I suppose.
"talks like this"
Everchime
female - 2 yo - mate - imprint - devil dog - glorall
She wanted to become a healer, to know the ways of the plants and to help her fellow wolves of Glorall out in case they needed it, she wanted ever so much to be as smart as Pan so that she could retain such information, she wanted to be near him now but she knew that she couldn't, she had to go out and meet other wolves, to get to know them. And for that she needed to be outside of Glorall for this. It didn't take her long to reach this part of the crater. Never having been here before she figured it was the best place to start with wasn't it?
As she starts down into the crater she can't help but feel a bit of awe at how beautiful this place really was, everything look fresh and clean, winter had settled in and she knew they'd need more food before the winter set in. Fish wasn't as plentiful and the rabbits had all but gone into their holes. Foxes were prolific and the odd hare here and there but Ever wanted to find something good, something bigger to bring home to Pan, she also wanted to let their new lead Sulan to think that she was of some use really. Even if she didn't trust him, she wanted to but she had been through so much as of late that she didn't know if she could trust him.
It's then that she spots the little wolf.pup, almost hitting a year old when spring would shower them with more growth, more flowers and plants that could help them in Glorall. She gives a happy yip her tail wagging slightly, Ever was only three right now, she didn't know how to be a mother but given the chance she would be a good mother, better than her own mother the poor soul that lived, she hoped anyway, back in her old home. Ever's mother had gone a bit... crazy it would seem to be the only right word to choose for it. "Hello there, is your mother near by?" perhaps the wrong thing to say, perhaps it was a horrible thing to say, but what does one say in a situation like this? "My names Everchime, what's yours?" she is happy-go-lucky, always looking on the brighter side of life I suppose.
"talks like this"
female - 2 yo - mate - imprint - devil dog - glorall
Replies:
- My memories of the rusted smell of the guns;; - By Aerith April 2, 2013 at 11:21:10 PM
if you let it take a part of your soul - By Everchime April 4, 2013 at 04:47:16 PM
The pages turn, flashing full of memories;; - By Aerith April 4, 2013 at 10:16:41 PM
if you let it take a part of your soul - By Everchime April 13, 2013 at 05:34:02 PM
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