09-30-2018, 10:06 PM
Jacinda fizzed, the earthy scent of her emotions like the loam of spring. Tenzin patiently awaited her sister's recovery. Small hunts marked the path. Daily runs in Moscow's various parks maintained the balance and lent her curious attention enough concentration to dig through dusty books. A pastime she enjoyed, despite ridicule, but could not always tolerate when the wolf in her needed to roam wild. Particularly with the dearth of answers growling frustration in her chest. Sometimes those books slammed shut.
A flat expression first met the invitation of a "concert", a cautious blink of dark eyes, a questioning shrug. The music Jacinda shared made her ears bleed, but pack tolerated such inconveniences in pursuit of happiness. The promised press of humans and their lack of manners did little to entice her either. Men pandered to different rules, especially here, and respect was in woefully short supply. Ten was apt to snap a hand off, but promised herself to behave. Fun. This was supposed to be fun.
The walk was nice at least.
A flat expression first met the invitation of a "concert", a cautious blink of dark eyes, a questioning shrug. The music Jacinda shared made her ears bleed, but pack tolerated such inconveniences in pursuit of happiness. The promised press of humans and their lack of manners did little to entice her either. Men pandered to different rules, especially here, and respect was in woefully short supply. Ten was apt to snap a hand off, but promised herself to behave. Fun. This was supposed to be fun.
The walk was nice at least.