Quote:Luca- A shooting star flies overhead and you're left with the following prompt: A celebratory balloon has drifted into the wilds of Relic Lore and is now caught in brush. What is this bright, shiny thing?!All Welcome, February 3rd
The small wolf walked slowly across the snow laden trunk, toes spreading with each gingerly step. He'd never seen trees of such monstrous size and so many were strewn about carelessly. Brown eyes scanned around himself with a curiosity to what had happened years prior. He drew in a slow deep breath taking in the various scents of this strange wooded land. Eyelids closing as he relished in the peaceful moment.
As Luca's coffee colored orbs reopened something in the distance caught his attention. His head cocked to the side. Meticulously he treaded over the trunk, jumping down to a lower one, and then the ground. The object glistened in the sunlight momentarily before the cloudy overcast consumed the break in the sky. His brows knitted together tightly. He recalled memories of fish scales but nothing more that was as shiny. The young Denahi slowed his trot into a cautious walk as he drew near, nose twitching, muscles tightening. His posture was not overly tense merely heedful. When at last he'd reached the bush and could see the item appeared to be of no immediate threat, Luca carefully reached forward to pick at it with his front teeth. He pulled back gently in attempt to free the object so he could inspect it.