Even though it was raining. Even though Lightning tore at the sky making it bleed open rain. Even though the storm chuckled at those underneath its mighty shadow. Narimé had to come to the Lagoon. Since it was closer to their pack she would be able to make more and more trips to the Lagon where she had first met him. Sloane. The young woman remembered the promise she had made to him. That she would visit the Lagoon during the night just in case he came for a visit with her. She had not originally planned on starting those trips during this dreadful night, but the storm stired something in her. A restlessness that she had not felt before. The girl was not afraid of the storm and its lightning. The trees would do wel to hide her from most of the storms aggressivness. However that feeling that she just had to get away. She had to run again. Ever since she found out that her father had died on the slopes of Serpents Pass Narimé had been getting more and more restless. Running from home always seemed to help her feel better, but she knew leaving Willow Ridge so often was a bad thing. It was her home, right? So now the silvery wolf sped along careful not to slip in the mud around the few willow tree's that ringed the lagoon. Her destination unkown, the young wolf struck a not so fast pace. She listened and scented around looking for a stupid animal to be out in the rain, but of course no animal was really stupid enough to be out and about in this weather. Nari sighed. She wouldn't even make this little trip a profitable one. Light ears flicked to the side focusing on a noise. It didn't sound like thunder. Nor did the sound present itself as lightning. Flinching atthe real sound of thunder above the young she wolf changed course and began trotting towards whatever had made the noise. In an instant the yearling stopped now able to see the two wolves in front of her. One wolf was attacking another that much she could tell. With a start Narimé ran forward growling a threat to the one wolf who looked like he or she was about to pounce on another wolf form laying below. Meaning to stop but unable to because of the mud Narimé slid barreling straight towards the more aggressive wolf. The young woman yelped being surprised by the muds slickness then regained her composure. Had she stopped the two in time? Nari finally scented the wolves. Two other females. Then stood up straight amd stared at both of them. The young woman did not want either of them attacking her, and she wasn't sure if either of them were nice. So the silvery wolf prepared herself to be attacked.<b style="color:#FFFFFF">"speech" |
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