Can I be a child again? ( Take me back to when laughter was endless, and my dreams were bigger than my fears. )
3-3-3 OC

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Brynhild had been in Dawnbreak for a bit, the lands covered with snow and the air was cold but the sun warmed it enough to provide most wolves comfort. The female wasn't too fond of the mud the snow made as it melted partially on some spots, but she dealt with it and seemed to ignore it's existence.

At the time being, she was silently walking along the Blushed Meadows just outside Dawnbreak's cliffs. Her eyes darting around in search for something to eat, dear god did her stomach hurt. The feeling of it made it feel like she was being inside out, but knew it was just her mind playing tricks. In the silence of nature, her stomach rumbled audibly pleading to be fed or at least just something to be eaten.

Shut...I'm fuckin trying stomach..

Her tone was harsh and gruff, ears swiveled back as a growl rumbled in her chest instead of her stomach. The sound filled with annoyance and attitude, she was hangry, unable to find anything to fill her hunger and it was irritating the former blade very much.

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She wasn't sure how - or when she blacked out and arrived somewhere else. The smell of the sea was gone, the bustle of the city the lights, the crowds, all of it. Now the cold was biting along her spine and toes, mountains loomed above her like sleeping giants and she was utterly lost. And this was not the first time.

Maybe she was dreaming again; but something in her gut twisted against the idea. Long legs carried her elegantly through the sea of meadow grass, tail flagged proudly over her back as she tried to soothe the fire that churned in her heart as irritation now began to claim her. Lucie was not handling it so well this go around, irritation drew thick ears backwards, ocean blue eyes sharpening.

The woman came to abrupt halt as some sort of critter darted out in front of her. Bushy tailed and certainly carrying disease, Lucie lifted one paw offended by the vermin she would scoff at it. "Shut...I'm fuckin trying stomach.." the voice made her turn her gaze and with a paw still lifted she pointed with it in the direction of the animal. ❝ Some...food went that way honey ❞ she offered, ❝ I'm not entirely sure how edible the little critter is though ❞ she added, smiling genuinely.


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