Kitsunera
Althier
Posts: 28
Wolf Information
Gender: Female
Mate: None
 | | Subject: The Mists Wed Aug 17, 2011 10:50 am | |
| THE MISTSTendrils of mist; they're funny things, really. They curl and twist around anything near them, pulling their foggy selves closer. They frighten some, give them the feeling of suffocation, of blindness, but to others they provide the comfort of invisibility, and a damp, warm scent, reminiscent of water, that brings fond memories of times before this time, when everything was wonderfully, wonderfully innocent and naive. When things seemed perfect. Even those afraid of the mist eventually wander into it, drawn by the memory-inducing scent and cloudy, wet fog. Once they wander into the mists... Well, they end up here. In Escandea, the valley where the pack of the Silver Mists thrives.
The Mists, a beautiful, mist-laden forest, is always shrouded with fog, giving it an eerily appealing look. The rolling hills of the woodland provide an even softer appearance, and the place is comforting. A place created for thinking, and for solitude. And, of course, for confrontation. Once a loner, or loners, wander into the Mists, the Watumms know it, and they alert the Althier and Turefatha, who come to the Mists to meet the wanderer(s). After evaluating the loner(s), the Althier and Turefatha will either chase the loner(s) off, or welcome them in. |
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Stone.
Posts: 9
| | Subject: Stone Sat Jan 28, 2012 10:36 pm | |
| Stone is crawling through the mist. Either ready to pounce on the littlest movement or trying to stay hidden to predators. Both. Hunger, Thirst, and the desire for attention and love is the only thing that drives this newborn pup onward. Flummoxed and amazed by the endless wonders of the world, the Mist is mind blowing to him. 'Maybe there's a pack in here that will accept me.' Stone thinks to himself. Famine and thirst overcome him. He falls, dying of lack of love and nutrition. 'Someone will love me right? No It's going to be too late. All I can do is pray that someone will find me........'
Stone wakes up. Sweet nothing fill his deaf little pup ears. He knows the Deafness is permanent for him. No one is here to help me. For the same reasons he trudges on. He walks for ever. and finally reaches the Baylisk. |
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