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The Grotto
Disaster has struck!
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 Who knew recruitment could be so easy? Sawyer had followed her to Iromar without a doubt in his head and she felt pleased with herself. He was the perfect Iromar wolf in the eyes of the others, so she assumed, due to his black pelt and black eyes and overall nightly look to him. Andras seemed to prefer the darkness of pelts that many had, indeed her own was a shiny ebony expect for the two russet lines that covered the backs of her ears and trailed down her thick body to her powerful hips. Plus the shock of white on her chest and one paw. She is a powerful figure to be sure with her bulky figure, broad maw and skull, and wide chest. The way her muscles line over her body gives her ample speed, though she would be no match for the smaller, streamlined wolves. What she lacked in their speed though she more than made up for in power and her size. It didn't take intimidation to do her job though. It seemed her personality was a keeper, quite to her surprise. She made cannibals back down and offered illusive adventures to the wary traveler. But on this day it is not the scent of a stranger that catches her attention, but the sea-stained scent of a pack member out wandering the wilds. So far she has not traveled to any of the other packs, though she has begun to figure out where they were. The other information would fall into place at another time. She couldn't be bothered with sniffing out the boring parts. Her ears prick up and she follows the trail left by the Glorall girl straight into the heart of the crags. Aithne takes her time as she descends into the caverns so that her deep emerald eyes can adjust to the dimness and so she can survey all that is around her. Such a different world this place is. As she draws nearer the place where Vesper swims the walls ricochet the sound of dripping water and the splashes of the girls figure through the water before she finally enters the open area. She catches sight of the darkened silver body and waits a few beats to see if the girl notices her presence, her hips now pressed to the ground and the light from the fissure catching the red ring around her right pupil. "Why does a girl from a seaside pack come to swim in the caves? The ocean seems an awfully big place to enjoy such pleasures." Her voice is deep and bounces in the cave. Was this girl unhappy with her home? The idea roots itself in her mind and she waits patiently although inside she feels herself grinning. Vesper is exactly the color that is so disliked in Iromar - well, just a shade off - and she wonders what Andras would think if she brought her home. A I T H N E Fallen for the fear and done some disappearing; bow down to the mighty _______________________ |
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