Wolf RPG

   Maja was still exploring the caves, looking for the ideal home for her to keep her stuff in. She had been wondering for what, two hours? Losing track of time, she made sure she knew where the exit was. Water trickled, echoing through the tranquil caves. Minutes later, she arrived in a large chamber. She spun around, looking at the corners. This was too grand for her, she wanted a simple private place. 

   She placed down one of the scented herbs she was carrying, like a spot holder, but for her to find the place again. And she continued her journey. Finally, she reached a small area, where some parts were higher than others, but was mostly levelled. She put down the last herb and glanced around, checking the place out. With a quick nod, she left the area with only the herbs laying on the ground. 

   Leaving the cave altogether, she went to sit down, clearly tired, but not hungry. Her brown eyes fluttered, but she kept them open. The only proof that the red wolf was ever in the caves was the small droplets of water on her fur. And with a silent yawn, she left in search for more of the herbs.

claudia was fretting. madeleine had become short and cold as of late; it was quite unlike the redpelted woman, who always had a kind word or comforting embrace for her ward. the girl hummed as she moved through the forest. she had met with faramir, whom she found very charming, but he was not aaron. 

that odolf man -- he was the one of whom her heart was fondest! and he did not want her! such a disaster. claudia pursed her lips in a pout.

presently, however, she came to a network of caves, and entered. "hello?" she piped, voice a glittering echo. there were wolfscents here -- she tried to pick out the names as she slowly continued.

Maja lifted her head, curious of who spoke. Standing up, she followed the scent easily. She saw another white wolf, young, she seemed. "Oh, hey," she answered. Wolves were popping right and left into the pack, and, finally, she had gotten to meeting a few. It might've been a bit scary for the young wolf, seeing that Maja practically popped out of nowhere. But she stood out now, with her bright red fur.

a flash of crimson seemed to suddenly appear, and claudia began to speak the name of her guardian. however, it came to pass that it was not madeleine who answered, but another. "oh!" claudia exclaimed, ears folding back in consternation. "what .. what are you doing in here?" her curiosity was quite obvious.

What was she doing there? Well, probably looking for a home in this cave system... "Just looking around," she said. Ears twitching, she tilted her head and gave a quick introduction. "I'm Maja, by the way. And you?," she asked the small wolf. 

 The silver in her eyes glimmered as she thought of what to do now. She walked to the young wolf's side and said, "Care to join me in my adventure?" A little over-dramatic, but whatever.

claudia looked 'round; the other was rather vague, which intrigued the girl. it seemed to be a network of holes and of tunnels, and she spied the odd depression here and there. "an adventure sounds awfully fun," the french girl lilted. "what are we looking for?" she asked, nodding at the other wolf.

She grinned. "Anythin' thats interesting will do," she answered vaguely. Her tail twitched, her head turning to the cave walls, staring at all the detailed designs.

   "See all the pretty stuff on the wall? Ain't it magical?," she said, her eyes sparkling as she wanted to share the beauty. "Wouldn't this be a sweet den, eh?" she asked the young wolf.

claudia looked at that which was indicated. "i suppose," came her piping voice, though a genuine smile followed. "a den would be very nice? is that what you are searching for, mademoiselle?" her eyes traveled back to the wall. "i wondered what made these designs. do you know?" 

presently she drew closer. "i am claudia."

 "I dunno," she said, her face thoughtful. "Maybe it was the cave spirits," she began. The intricate designs were glittering, shimmering. "Well Miss Claudia, what do you think it may be?" she questioned.

 

"cave spirits?" the girl exclaimed with a little laugh. "i know of no such thing." and yet her eyes wandered over the little carvings, the markings -- she pursed her lips and gave a dark little smile, one quite unsuited for her youthful visage. "vampires," she whispered to maja. "with their claws!"