Post by Deleted on Aug 9, 2015 22:02:23 GMT
Aika didn't have her grandmother to lead her. While she had her mother, it just wasn't the same. She just didn't communicate as well as she should have. While her mother tried to help, she wasn't a snow wolf, she didn't have that part of her that her and her grandmother shared.
She hadn't seen Hykeem since running into him at the sandwich shop. From there she had never had her powers come out so...prominently. She'd been struggling ever since. She wandered through the forest following the last instruction her grandmother gave her. Look to the forest And the young kitsune ran, quite worriedly just to the place she had gone to before. Yes, she was running in the moon light, chasing away from the kitsune within her. Yet as she stopped, as she leaned against on of the many tree's, her breath carried out visibly from her mouth.
She ran her hand through her long white hair. The wind picking up as she stood still. No. She ran yet the wind followed, the air around her dropping. She stopped finally, the wind rushing by her. Her eye's a glow. "What is happening? She dropped to her knees, holding herself closer, feeling the cold.
She rested her head against the tree, leaning against it. She caught her breath, scanning the shadowed tree tops, as if she would find the answers she was looking for in them. She pulled her knees to her chest as she rested against the tree, waiting out this episode.
She hadn't seen Hykeem since running into him at the sandwich shop. From there she had never had her powers come out so...prominently. She'd been struggling ever since. She wandered through the forest following the last instruction her grandmother gave her. Look to the forest And the young kitsune ran, quite worriedly just to the place she had gone to before. Yes, she was running in the moon light, chasing away from the kitsune within her. Yet as she stopped, as she leaned against on of the many tree's, her breath carried out visibly from her mouth.
She ran her hand through her long white hair. The wind picking up as she stood still. No. She ran yet the wind followed, the air around her dropping. She stopped finally, the wind rushing by her. Her eye's a glow. "What is happening? She dropped to her knees, holding herself closer, feeling the cold.
She rested her head against the tree, leaning against it. She caught her breath, scanning the shadowed tree tops, as if she would find the answers she was looking for in them. She pulled her knees to her chest as she rested against the tree, waiting out this episode.
