06-15-2022, 10:39 PM
As time went on, she gained more mobility, mind and sight as so. Their mother, rather uncaring where they went. Although on occasion she saw the Queen come forward and only warn her not to go beyond the border, it seemed everywhere else was relatively free reign. Faust hadn't tried to toy beyond The Crown and go forward to the unofficial claims, for normally she'd get a bit too exhausted going further.
Although now the young wolven elk gradually knew more. She knew of her family, the concept of a 'father' was voided without a mention but knew who her Mother was. She had siblings, albiet only knew a few of them and the most re-occuring character was @Warwick, and on occasion saw the rest. Something Faust could see them but never catch up, just hobbling after them with her short-legs before growing fustrated and ceasing such actions. She knew of her name, of her origin as a Deorwine, but only a bit of the 'importance' of the name, but knew it's meaning. Friend of the elk. Elk are sacred. Do not touch elk. We do not eat them, nor' touch deer like Hawking.
But she had not seen them, and that was the curiosity of today. Faust shuffled out of the den to be greeted by the bright day and the smell of the forest. Her nose twitched, baby blues gazing about and yet to notice any adults nearby. She smiled with an ease, wandering outside of the den and peering back whether her siblings would discover her wayfaring — she cared not whether they joined. They were all in it together, after all.
Puppy paws paddling through, the crunch of the leaves underneath her lil' white toes. She sneezed lightly, being near a patch of wilflowers that Faust drew near. They were pretty, although not what she was particularly looking for.. She wasn't sure how to start on that, as generally her map of Elkshire was currently, very small.
Although now the young wolven elk gradually knew more. She knew of her family, the concept of a 'father' was voided without a mention but knew who her Mother was. She had siblings, albiet only knew a few of them and the most re-occuring character was @Warwick, and on occasion saw the rest. Something Faust could see them but never catch up, just hobbling after them with her short-legs before growing fustrated and ceasing such actions. She knew of her name, of her origin as a Deorwine, but only a bit of the 'importance' of the name, but knew it's meaning. Friend of the elk. Elk are sacred. Do not touch elk. We do not eat them, nor' touch deer like Hawking.
But she had not seen them, and that was the curiosity of today. Faust shuffled out of the den to be greeted by the bright day and the smell of the forest. Her nose twitched, baby blues gazing about and yet to notice any adults nearby. She smiled with an ease, wandering outside of the den and peering back whether her siblings would discover her wayfaring — she cared not whether they joined. They were all in it together, after all.
Puppy paws paddling through, the crunch of the leaves underneath her lil' white toes. She sneezed lightly, being near a patch of wilflowers that Faust drew near. They were pretty, although not what she was particularly looking for.. She wasn't sure how to start on that, as generally her map of Elkshire was currently, very small.
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