Lena
let me wander
with the ones
with the ones
Lena’s explorations of Halo had been small at best, but it made her all the more eager to delve along in her far more comfortable shift for the climate and weather. Long, lush ivory fur hastened along her fox exploits, and before long she inclined towards the open-aired caves, having heard multitudes about the Fangs but never actually meandering through them. Rumors of mageglass, and then the notions of more hot springs had her nose trailing over the latter, Mittens close behind, amplifying its size by snagging at more snow nearby.
Presuming she was following the correct path, other scents began to intermingle, and deciphering any semblances became a bit difficult. There were hordes of trails from where people had clearly walked through, some on more than one sojourn, which made her believe the journey was worth the trial; but confusing and daunting all at once too.
And it scattered along her mind, leaving her little room to check her other senses – which, while it should’ve been concerning, was something she was glad she had Mittens for.
Since there was suddenly a large wolf in the periphery – and the abominable snowball loosened a ridiculous screech.
Presuming she was following the correct path, other scents began to intermingle, and deciphering any semblances became a bit difficult. There were hordes of trails from where people had clearly walked through, some on more than one sojourn, which made her believe the journey was worth the trial; but confusing and daunting all at once too.
And it scattered along her mind, leaving her little room to check her other senses – which, while it should’ve been concerning, was something she was glad she had Mittens for.
Since there was suddenly a large wolf in the periphery – and the abominable snowball loosened a ridiculous screech.
who are tangled in stars
and tethered to promise
and tethered to promise
