03-05-2023, 12:44 PM
At last, here she was. Her hooves dug into the ground as she trod carefully across the outer edge of the island, eyeing the surrounding terrain, waiting for any sign of life.
The three eyed deerwolf wasn’t stupid, as much as she looked small and unassuming; she knew there would be someone there to find her, and more than likely, they would not be friendly. She was prepared for a fight, though hoped it wouldn’t come to that; she had other plans.
She didn’t speak, purple eyes flickering in all different directions, searching for signs of movement. She lingered at the edge of the island; there was no scent line, of course there wasn’t. Nobody seemed to know they were there, why would they need borders?