Wolf RPG

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Very rarely did the Rusalkian medic leave the territory. She was afraid- and admitted so. Being a wolf who was so used to the small island, meeting strangers was so rare. The only time she did was a once upon a time, when the island sunk, and she had no choice but to flee. So did fate say, she found herself within a new pack.

So yes, it did scare her so.

Though curious as she was, Grímnismál wanted to peak at the surroundment. She saw the coconut grove, and today, ventured just a bit further.