04-11-2022, 02:12 PM
@Tiberius
Venturing to the tundra, her eyes glanced to the storm ahead. It never seemed to leave, a constant grounds within the distance — a nesting, of Ziodruss she so thought. The Ancients were being of a spiritual level now, or assumed to be. Long ago fallen to the land of mortal wolves and blended in, no knew if some were in disguised, or these beings of guidance are around. To Vendrussel's culture, they were the guiding forces to life itself, and brought a peace and culture to her clan.
Ziodruss was the one of storms itself, and it seemed as if her nest was quacking within the background. The Alpha thought perhaps it would pass ; but as days continued.. It did not. Were the ancients also, arriving to the land? A displeasement? She was never too into the culture but still held a belief within their power, and guidance's. They were not Gods or Dieties, but beings that were once so powerful that it seemed like the lands forged to their will.
It felt like an omen ; something unnatural with how daunting it remained within the backdrop. As much as she got closer, to even wondering into the tundra itself.. It never seemed to get any closer. A futile, attempt, as it seemed whoever was making it happen, was keeping all on edge.
She was staring it, her fur slightly bristled as the feeling of static slowly emerged to the air, and lightning was seen within the distance.
Venturing to the tundra, her eyes glanced to the storm ahead. It never seemed to leave, a constant grounds within the distance — a nesting, of Ziodruss she so thought. The Ancients were being of a spiritual level now, or assumed to be. Long ago fallen to the land of mortal wolves and blended in, no knew if some were in disguised, or these beings of guidance are around. To Vendrussel's culture, they were the guiding forces to life itself, and brought a peace and culture to her clan.
Ziodruss was the one of storms itself, and it seemed as if her nest was quacking within the background. The Alpha thought perhaps it would pass ; but as days continued.. It did not. Were the ancients also, arriving to the land? A displeasement? She was never too into the culture but still held a belief within their power, and guidance's. They were not Gods or Dieties, but beings that were once so powerful that it seemed like the lands forged to their will.
It felt like an omen ; something unnatural with how daunting it remained within the backdrop. As much as she got closer, to even wondering into the tundra itself.. It never seemed to get any closer. A futile, attempt, as it seemed whoever was making it happen, was keeping all on edge.
She was staring it, her fur slightly bristled as the feeling of static slowly emerged to the air, and lightning was seen within the distance.
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