Broken Antler Fen Evening Adventures

I'm so so sorry D: 




Brandy jumped as she was pulled from her thoughts, turning to look at where the new scent and voice was coming from. Her lemon eyes fell upon a big silvery she-wolf of many shades, standing on a rise above where she was plodding through the marshlands. It took a moment for Kinra's voice to reach her, and another moment for her words to process in the yearlings mind. Snakes? Brandy knew of snakes, Ambrosia had pointed many out to her in their adventures for the same reason of making sure Brandy was safe. The bronze she-wolfs first reaction was her stubborn anger, but it soon diminished as she not only realized she HADN"T been paying attention, she also told herself that this newcomer was trying to help. Smiling kindly and taking a step towards the knight, Brandy answered the female. "Thank you for the reminder, I'd almost lost myself in thoughts; surely not looking for any snakes." She was unable to tell how big or old this she-wolf was compared to Brandy herself, and the bronze and russet female stepped carefully but confidently forward again to close a few feet of the gap. She flexed her lean muscles under her pelt, suddenly worrying about what she would do if this wolf attacked. Even from a distance, Brandy quickly came to the conclusion of turning back to find Ambrosia, or even Sebastian, as she shifted even closer. For a moment, anger seared up in her belly at the thought of being a child; she didnt need to run, to hide behind her mother like a frightened pup! Brandy was officially grown and an adult, even if just barely, and clearly resenting the fact that she knew she would have to run. Against this other female, Brandy was obviously less experienced and more wild, even though the two couldnt have been more than a year or so apart. Ready now to turn and take off if need be, Brandy finally stopped moving when she was at the bottom of the rise. "Are you of Broken Antler Fen as well?"