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wait for them to ask them who you know - Kisla - Dec 22, 2016 for @Lena .. sorryf or the wait! Keeping it vague, as this is set after her quick stay at OTB
[dohtml][/dohtml] RE: wait for them to ask them who you know - Lena - Dec 26, 2016 [dohtml] we yell to the windshield
“i'm finally home, i'm finally home” Thanks to weeks on the road, so to speak, Lena had developed a rather irritating case of itchy feet. It's probably why she had spent more time racing around, sniffing out every corner of Oak Tree Bend, than socialising with her pack mates. No doubt it had left some curious scent trails, which in turn had impressions. It wouldn't be unlikely that some wolves had found the zig-zagging Lena to be something of an odd one. Not that they'd be the first, mind you. But now, she had grown bored of the same daily routine. Instead, the young woman decided today she would focus her mind on something beneficial: hunting. Her attempts at tracking and bringing down any form of critter would most likely result in some form of jollification—Lena had never been able to do anything without conjuring up some sort of fun in the process, with the exception of some incredibly rare circumstances (which, even then, wouldn't hold a serious air for very long). Winter seemed to be the season that really brought out her fun loving, mischievous side. To Lena, it's the hap-happiest season of all. Whilst she could be tracking small prey with her nose normally, she instead chose to use her nose as a snow plough, which mucked up her ability to smell quite wonderfully, which meant she was getting less than wonderful results. Perhaps that was how she'd managed to wander so far from Oak Tree Bend, even Spectral Woods itself. When she finally lifted her cold-bitten sniffer from the powdered snow, Lena's eyes widened. Her lips formed a little “o”. Well. Alright then. She had only gone and gotten herself lost. Luckily for her—luck certainly was a lady fond of the young Donata—there was another wolf trotting on ahead! Clearing her throat, Lena jogged forward with a call. “Ah, hello? 'Scuse me, don't mean to bother ya, but I've only gone and gotten a bit lost whilst tryin' to be a very nice member of my pack, tryin' to do a good deed before the winter solstice. Family's gotta eat 'n' all.” Here's hopin' that she hears, and here's hopin' she can help out. art by kydnt, code by mimi
[/dohtml] RE: wait for them to ask them who you know - Kisla - Feb 15, 2017 [dohtml] [/dohtml] RE: wait for them to ask them who you know - Lena - Apr 07, 2017 [dohtml] we yell to the windshield
“i'm finally home, i'm finally home” Relief swept through Lena as the wolf turned, tilting her head as he listened. No doubt the lady was somewhat flummoxed by the incessant ramblings of the adolescent before her, but she had a look of experience about her, like she'd seen a lot, so surely she'd know about these lands well enough to direct people. The Bend couldn't be that far from here, could it? Perhaps the green-eyed wolf was a local? Regardless, Lena's tail swayed easily behind her, a grin resting on her features. The wolf before her struck quite the regal figure, though—no way she could be a simple loner. She'd also been pushing on at quite a pace, obviously in a sort of rush to get somewhere. Perhaps the adolescent was simply distracting her, or wasting her time? Had she been any less eager to get an answer, Lena might have second guessed disturbing the lady. But, a question was asked, so it seemed that there wasn't too much of a problem in delaying her for a bit. Lena answered quickly, lacking no enthusiasm at the prospect of having a conversation, even if it was a simple, fleeting one. If only she knew who she was talking to, she might have been happier to ramble on about something other than directions home. Whittling away time and getting distracted were two of Lena's skills, after all. “Oh! Yeah, sorry! I'm from Oak Tree Bend. You know it?” A charming little smile accompanied her question, her own head tilting curiously as she asked. Would luck grace her presence twice in one day? Would she get the directions she needed to head back home? art by kydnt, code by mimi
[/dohtml] RE: wait for them to ask them who you know - Kisla - Apr 21, 2017 [dohtml] [/dohtml] |