Porcupine Ridge katakan

the brute's response came, the wording blunt: this didn't bother her. little did the warhound know the reason she left her home in the first place was the unbearable reality of staying in one place for far too long-- but rather than answering him in such a tone, the wolfess silently nodded her head at him, he will understand when the time comes, she hoped. not drifting too far off into her own land, the golden shuck scanned the area around her, scenting the air as they went along.

all of a sudden, stigmata came to an abrupt stop. his posture was stiff as he scented the air, catching something on his nose. finch shot him a quick look before realizing, likely, the same thing as he: porcupine. not a smell she didn't know, but one she wasn't quite as used to as some. she leaned into him slowly, cautiously, quietly; with his muzzle turned towards her, she responded in a whisper, ,,yeah. i do-- porcupine weren't common around my home but i had come across enough of them to recognize it right away; it's part of the reason my mother made me stop venturing so far from home.'' she watched as the wraith's tail shot into the air with a slight wag-- she couldn't tell if he was excited or weary of this scent-- but regardless, she lowered herself closer to the ground, continuing to sniff out her surroundings dilligently.