09-10-2021, 03:32 AM
(This post was last modified: 09-11-2021, 02:39 PM by Keyni. Edited 1 time in total.)
OOC: Open, but special shout out to @Zagreus
Days passed, blending possibly into weeks. Time was of little consequence to Keyni. At least, not in this foreign new world. She knew nobody (except possibly for the youth she met back on the Tundra). She was attached to no one and had no land to lay claim to. No pack to look out for, or to be backed by. In every sense of the word, she was unbound. Free.
Still. Time would eventually catch up to her. Force her to act. If she was not only to survive, but thrive here, she must make headway. Find others. Forge relationships. Possibly friendships or alliances. Her chest heaved with the motion of a sigh, pushing the air out into the cooled dark of night. Going it alone really was a drag. Always in the back of her mind now, was the white child. Mute she may be, but she was someone.
She had pursued the distant mountains as intended. Inching away from the flat, seemingly lifeless Tundra. But not too far, yet. She could easily turn back around and make the journey, should she desire it. Here, on the split of the two regions, she had options. A positive check mark in her book. Pads roughened from days travel on hard surfaces, the soft scraping against stone came to a stop. The Tundrian stilled, perched on the very rim of the bowl like mountains that now descended down into the night cloaked little haven waiting below, for her. Hovering, she sniffed carefully. Searching for signs of life, before deciding to proceed.
the staff team luvs u
Days passed, blending possibly into weeks. Time was of little consequence to Keyni. At least, not in this foreign new world. She knew nobody (except possibly for the youth she met back on the Tundra). She was attached to no one and had no land to lay claim to. No pack to look out for, or to be backed by. In every sense of the word, she was unbound. Free.
Still. Time would eventually catch up to her. Force her to act. If she was not only to survive, but thrive here, she must make headway. Find others. Forge relationships. Possibly friendships or alliances. Her chest heaved with the motion of a sigh, pushing the air out into the cooled dark of night. Going it alone really was a drag. Always in the back of her mind now, was the white child. Mute she may be, but she was someone.
She had pursued the distant mountains as intended. Inching away from the flat, seemingly lifeless Tundra. But not too far, yet. She could easily turn back around and make the journey, should she desire it. Here, on the split of the two regions, she had options. A positive check mark in her book. Pads roughened from days travel on hard surfaces, the soft scraping against stone came to a stop. The Tundrian stilled, perched on the very rim of the bowl like mountains that now descended down into the night cloaked little haven waiting below, for her. Hovering, she sniffed carefully. Searching for signs of life, before deciding to proceed.
the staff team luvs u