brandedrose started following the wise wolf
Night-kissed breeze caressed alabaster features as it whipped around the skies. Slowly tearing at the dirt and stone around her upon the perch the wolf chose to sit upon. A reminder of home, though cold less bitter. Perhaps she would see it again, perhaps upon paw and foot she would feel the chilled embrace of Yoitsu. But that, that was far off. Eventually, yes, hopefully. For now Holo let her gaze wander the grounds below. Let herself be lost in her surroundings. She was alone, it was safe, no? Thin digits began to rake along the stony surface of her outcropping. Nails taking dirt beneath the bed of them, almost to a painful sort. Gods, how she yearned, how she longed of home.
Again to the surroundings did the wolf set her sights. swaying fields touched with the silvery moonlight. Quiet but only to the hum of cicadas and crickets. Night quelled all and lonely it seemed without the howling of her brethren. Perhaps in a sort of mad dash of desperation did she search the ground for one of her own. Though she found one, be they not of her ilk. White plumes trailed with the wind though not of wings. Some sort of odd accessory, though elegant. And garbed within silver clad armor. Be she a knight? But such a trade was barred for women, was it not. Such a curiosity pulled the wise wolf to her feet as her garnet pools intensified with a near fire behind them. "Who are you?" Ah, bless the quiet, as her voice reached and reverberated. Bless the silence of the creatures, as if the hushed with the voice of the wise one. "More importantly, why are you here?"
