AW! Know that @Dawson will probably join at some point, if not right away.
It had been over a week since Cordelia had fallen into the Teekon Wilds, but she was still on the move. Dawson had assured her that their destination would not be remote, but Cordelia could think of no other way to describe it. They had avoided a direct route over the mountains to assist Cordelia with her injured ankle, undoubtedly slowing their journey. Even with that in consideration she perceived it to be unbearably long.
She could not be directly agitated. After all she hadn’t asked for a definite time frame, and length of a journey using relative terms was completely up to someone’s perspective. In truth her predicament wasn’t appalling, simply undesired. The safety, renewed shelters, and stead flow of nourishment was plenty satisfactory. For that she praised Dawson repeatedly with little pestering.
Today Dawson had settled on an excavated rabbits burrow for Cordelia to rest in. The climb strained her ankle, but a look over the nearby surrounding were required for them to advance.
Waking from a refreshing shuteye she noticed the absence of Dawson. It wasn’t the first time. He needed his alone time and space to hunt. Luckily over the course of their jaunt her ankled had been healing well. She was now able to walk on flat earth without Dawson to shoulder her, she was was still not about to hunt or do much that required vigor.
Stepping out from the burrow and taking a calming stroll around she made sure to groom away the dirt and immaculate her appearance. Along the way rabbits and fowl entered her vision, causing her great disdain as uninjured she would have little difficulty catching them.
It had been over a week since Cordelia had fallen into the Teekon Wilds, but she was still on the move. Dawson had assured her that their destination would not be remote, but Cordelia could think of no other way to describe it. They had avoided a direct route over the mountains to assist Cordelia with her injured ankle, undoubtedly slowing their journey. Even with that in consideration she perceived it to be unbearably long.
She could not be directly agitated. After all she hadn’t asked for a definite time frame, and length of a journey using relative terms was completely up to someone’s perspective. In truth her predicament wasn’t appalling, simply undesired. The safety, renewed shelters, and stead flow of nourishment was plenty satisfactory. For that she praised Dawson repeatedly with little pestering.
Today Dawson had settled on an excavated rabbits burrow for Cordelia to rest in. The climb strained her ankle, but a look over the nearby surrounding were required for them to advance.
Waking from a refreshing shuteye she noticed the absence of Dawson. It wasn’t the first time. He needed his alone time and space to hunt. Luckily over the course of their jaunt her ankled had been healing well. She was now able to walk on flat earth without Dawson to shoulder her, she was was still not about to hunt or do much that required vigor.
Stepping out from the burrow and taking a calming stroll around she made sure to groom away the dirt and immaculate her appearance. Along the way rabbits and fowl entered her vision, causing her great disdain as uninjured she would have little difficulty catching them.
Cordelia's identity is currently unknown to the wolves of the Teekon Wilds.
She is known by all as Corra.
She is known by all as Corra.
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Active Intermission - by Cordelia - April 03, 2019, 03:18 PM
RE: Active Intermission - by Dawson - April 12, 2019, 01:34 PM
RE: Active Intermission - by Cordelia - April 15, 2019, 01:34 AM
RE: Active Intermission - by Dawson - April 27, 2019, 09:25 PM
RE: Active Intermission - by Cordelia - April 27, 2019, 10:38 PM