Mitanni had been practicing her sneaking--sans mud since it had taken a considerable amount of effort to get it all out of her fur the last time--and she thought she was improving. Of course, she hadn't attempted to sneak up on anyone yet to really test out her skill, but that would come later. Once her confidence was up a bit and she felt she stood a decent chance of making it work.
Currently, she was on another one of her patrols along the Moonlit Hills border, tiptoeing quietly along. Her body was curved, slumped into a cautiously creeping gait, and she stuck to the numerous shadows her home offered her. I picked the perfect trade for this place, the little amber-eyed female thought, grinning as she stealthily maneuvered from one shadowed spot to the next as she carried out her patrol.
Occasionally her eyes drifted from her path and out beyond her home territory, into the neighboring land that bordered the Phantom Hollow. It wasn't until she noticed a particularly deadened wood that she stopped her patrol and went beyond the border. The forest looked sad as she slowly walked into it, glancing about as she took in its charred and burnt state, what remained from a fire in some previous time. When did this happen? Mitanni thought to question to herself, but couldn't bring herself to speak it aloud. This place felt as creepy and haunted as the Phantom Hollow did.
But she was getting over her fear of her home, and she felt confident enough to assume she could do the same here. Still, as she walked about, trying to learn the territory and everything that once stood here, she moved silently, slowly, disturbing as little dust--or was it maybe ash?--as she could.
Currently, she was on another one of her patrols along the Moonlit Hills border, tiptoeing quietly along. Her body was curved, slumped into a cautiously creeping gait, and she stuck to the numerous shadows her home offered her. I picked the perfect trade for this place, the little amber-eyed female thought, grinning as she stealthily maneuvered from one shadowed spot to the next as she carried out her patrol.
Occasionally her eyes drifted from her path and out beyond her home territory, into the neighboring land that bordered the Phantom Hollow. It wasn't until she noticed a particularly deadened wood that she stopped her patrol and went beyond the border. The forest looked sad as she slowly walked into it, glancing about as she took in its charred and burnt state, what remained from a fire in some previous time. When did this happen? Mitanni thought to question to herself, but couldn't bring herself to speak it aloud. This place felt as creepy and haunted as the Phantom Hollow did.
But she was getting over her fear of her home, and she felt confident enough to assume she could do the same here. Still, as she walked about, trying to learn the territory and everything that once stood here, she moved silently, slowly, disturbing as little dust--or was it maybe ash?--as she could.
Scout thread. Anyone's welcome to explore with Mitanni.
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From the ashes - by Mitanni - March 22, 2016, 09:57 PM
RE: From the ashes - by Jaguara - March 23, 2016, 12:28 AM
RE: From the ashes - by Mitanni - April 02, 2016, 02:23 PM