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Grey clouds dominated the sky above Lore. It was the first time for the fae to see so much rain fall out of the sky. In her old home she did have rain but rarely as much as this. The ground under her paws sucked up all the rain, getting soft and stuck on her paws the whole day. Her creamwhite fur was dyed into a soft brown color, the woman didn't care at all. Beauty was something she couldn't care less, being able to get every stain out of her white coat was luxury she didn't posses. Nor did she want to. Being presentable was enough for her. No she had more important thing buzzing in her head than her beauty. The rain was nice and refreshing. For once or twice she could stand outside with her head high catching the falling drops. Rain kept falling down, days past by and the grey clouds didn't gave a inch room for something blue. Now, as she woke up and see the white stripes in the air her heart felt the worry. Not so long ago Nina's pack had a Den flood. Kyrie didn't exactly now where her pack was hidden, yet the name made it obvious it was near a creek. The pack of her brown friend seemed to come out of the dangerous quite good, only Nina seemed to have taken the full blow. The tired fae was now healing her wounds in their Infirmary. Kyrie's eyes watched the clouds driven by. The had stopped with crying, for now, she didn't know when they would start again. Willow didn't house nearby the streams of Drooping Willows, they had quite some rocky underground that kept them safe. It was a relieve to see that they wouldn't meet the same fate as Copper Rock Creek, however Kyrie couldn't feel sure. Nature was a strong thing and if it wanted even their Den could be in danger. Just the big thing was that they didn't have cubs. No little adorable furballs running around and playing without any care of the world. The white woman loved the little ones but for once in her life she was glad Koda and Elettra didn't have their own kin. Seeing a cub drown, it gave her chills all over her body but that was not reality. The members, every one of them was healthy. They had to care for Nina but with them all being able to swim, Kyrie at least hoped they could, she saw not any risk. It would be a pain if their Den was infiltrated by the water but nothing would be a serious problem. So she prayed for, you could never know what happened.
Her heart didn't wanted to leave the Den, even if her conclusion was that everything will be alright. Her mind told her to go out. Not to give her some distraction also because she wanted some more herbs. Plants would rot or taken away by the strong streams of water. Getting some extra supplies wouldn't hurt at all. It wasn't so far anyway, her legs stopped as she saw the Lagoon. The Lagoon looked so peaceful if it didn't had the gray sky above his head. Her hazel eyes saw that the river had claimed more land for it's water. If the river might be floating many would have problems. The big Lagoon that was like a blue road through Lore. Kyrie shook her head, no more thoughts. Searching for herbs. Over intensive she began her search. Putting everything she could find into a big leaf. As she strolled further northwards she smelled something different from the greens. It was a male wolf. Her head turned slightly, with curious eyes she saw a fur that could melt with the night. His head was dropped, seemed to less his thirst with the fresh water. The male was quite far away so maybe he just looked small, but he couldn't be very big. Kyrie looked doubting at her herbs. She dropped them with care and walked to the black male. As she closed the distance between them, keeping a safe gape, her eyes saw something.. Strange. A squirrel, not the normal brown one you hunted on. It was a skeleton. Not one you used to chop in pieces so you could get all the meat of, this one looked rather ''complete.'' It smelled old and stinky, also it reeked to the wolf who stood in the water. 'What is this?' She murmured to herself. Her head turned to the wolf. 'Hello, who are you?' She said rather warm and friendly as usual, despite the strange skeleton. In her head she was a bit way, however she gave him the benefit of the doubt he had a explanation for this.. Thing.
Sorry for the lateness D8
Sex: Male
