Post by Ventia on Apr 26, 2016 1:19:28 GMT -5
((Open: Limit to Two users whom would normally be in the premises of New Dawn. ))
It was a long journey to get to where she was today. Trekking through the dense terrain of the Deadlands and gathering information on the people on her list was no easy task. But she was here. Rio huffed slightly, staring out into a seemingly normal part of the forest. She knew better however, knew that past this certain log was the start of the Territory that belonged to the New Dawn. But that was fine with her, she thought as she stepped over a large root, wondering to herself how long it would take for one of the Outsiders or Pack Members to come and find her.
Outsiders. Rio almost scoffed to herself, the thought of rogues protecting a Pack was practically unheard of-up until New Dawn of course. There were a few more smaller packs around this side of the country but Rio wasn't interested in them. No, it had to be the New Dawn. Rio moved deeper into pack territory, getting a feel of the foreign land because if she had her way, this soon would be home and one must always be comfortable in their setting.
It was a vital thing. If she was ambushed right now, they would have the advantage since their battleground was land they were familiar with. She would probably go down-its been a difficult few weeks and she knew she wasn't up to her full strength. Give her a few days with good shelter, food, and rest-and then she'd be restore. However that didn't mean she wasn't ready for a fight. Wolves were territorial. Even shifters whom needed rogues to protect them. She was sure if they found her threating, that they would put up a fight. She'd live.
But a fight wasn't what she was looking for as she was invading their territory. Oh no. She wanted them to accept her into the Pack. It had to be New Dawn. She had to become a New Dawn pack member.
Rio felt eyes on her but kept walking, keeping her hands (bare of any weapons) out in the clear as to not be seen as that threating. The wind was blowing against her favor-blowing her scent ahead of her to all the inhabits of the pack and unless they decided to sneak up behind her-Rio wouldn't be able to scent them coming. But they would smell her-which was a plus in her book.
Come and get me-Rio thought with a small smile.
It was a long journey to get to where she was today. Trekking through the dense terrain of the Deadlands and gathering information on the people on her list was no easy task. But she was here. Rio huffed slightly, staring out into a seemingly normal part of the forest. She knew better however, knew that past this certain log was the start of the Territory that belonged to the New Dawn. But that was fine with her, she thought as she stepped over a large root, wondering to herself how long it would take for one of the Outsiders or Pack Members to come and find her.
Outsiders. Rio almost scoffed to herself, the thought of rogues protecting a Pack was practically unheard of-up until New Dawn of course. There were a few more smaller packs around this side of the country but Rio wasn't interested in them. No, it had to be the New Dawn. Rio moved deeper into pack territory, getting a feel of the foreign land because if she had her way, this soon would be home and one must always be comfortable in their setting.
It was a vital thing. If she was ambushed right now, they would have the advantage since their battleground was land they were familiar with. She would probably go down-its been a difficult few weeks and she knew she wasn't up to her full strength. Give her a few days with good shelter, food, and rest-and then she'd be restore. However that didn't mean she wasn't ready for a fight. Wolves were territorial. Even shifters whom needed rogues to protect them. She was sure if they found her threating, that they would put up a fight. She'd live.
But a fight wasn't what she was looking for as she was invading their territory. Oh no. She wanted them to accept her into the Pack. It had to be New Dawn. She had to become a New Dawn pack member.
Rio felt eyes on her but kept walking, keeping her hands (bare of any weapons) out in the clear as to not be seen as that threating. The wind was blowing against her favor-blowing her scent ahead of her to all the inhabits of the pack and unless they decided to sneak up behind her-Rio wouldn't be able to scent them coming. But they would smell her-which was a plus in her book.
Come and get me-Rio thought with a small smile.