^^Agrona’s ears folded back with a deep inhale; the same type of deep inhale a smarter person would use when trying to explain something simple to someone dumber than them. The golden eagle had been the most polite of them, directing Agrona to a different way to cross, versus having to deal with the wolves. And being a former wolf, you’d think Agrona would remember what it was like, but either those memories were fleeting, or she just hadn’t given a damn; what could they do, when they were smaller than she was? Call others, and call others that they did; and it would have been a nice way to go out - if Agrona had wanted, but ironically, that was not what the white mountain lion with stripes had desired, so she crossed away from their stupid oversized rock and went about her way.
How was it that they were able to make her feel like the enemy here, when all she wanted to do was to go north, and be where she could not stand out so goddamn much? Into the river she splashed, finding a moment of joy in swimming, before she crossed and continued on her path. Fuck the wolf. As weird, but also as inviting as that felt, fuck ‘em. If they wanted to be so edge about their pet rock - that was fine. Everything was fine.
She would cross the river away from them, and slip between the trees of the forest and doing her best to stay away from anything else that smelled too much like a wolf, where she would eventually pass between two more oversized rocks, and into a small little forest that smelt both like wolf, and other species, but also, the air was colder; the ground was colder. Oh? Oh! Had she made it to the tundra, where she could disappear into the snow? She hadn’t known where she was, but right now, she was both hungry, and needing to rest from her travels, so she settled down under one of the evergreen trees.
For now, she would rest. The hunt would come later.^^
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How was it that they were able to make her feel like the enemy here, when all she wanted to do was to go north, and be where she could not stand out so goddamn much? Into the river she splashed, finding a moment of joy in swimming, before she crossed and continued on her path. Fuck the wolf. As weird, but also as inviting as that felt, fuck ‘em. If they wanted to be so edge about their pet rock - that was fine. Everything was fine.
She would cross the river away from them, and slip between the trees of the forest and doing her best to stay away from anything else that smelled too much like a wolf, where she would eventually pass between two more oversized rocks, and into a small little forest that smelt both like wolf, and other species, but also, the air was colder; the ground was colder. Oh? Oh! Had she made it to the tundra, where she could disappear into the snow? She hadn’t known where she was, but right now, she was both hungry, and needing to rest from her travels, so she settled down under one of the evergreen trees.
For now, she would rest. The hunt would come later.^^
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