She’d followed Benvolio for about twenty minutes, relieved to find out that he had been telling the truth about the journey being brief. Astred had been overexerting herself lately both between extensive travel and scarce food. She’d always been slim, but her ribs were beginning to outline her sides. Hunger gnawed at her mind until it was the only thing she could think about. That, and finally arriving at the supposed pack site. She’d drilled herself not to get too excited, if Benvolio had gotten his information mixed up and there really was no sanctuary at all. Astred now held a strict, monotone facial expression, void of any emotion. She would continue to hold that particular appearance until the said ‘pack’ appeared, or, if she was displeased, until she was in solitude.
Astred was about to ask how much farther it would take until they reached the sanction when the two travellers came across a lake, guarded by the mountains they had just ventured through. Astred itched to take a drink from the waters but held herself, glancing around for any sign of life other than herself and Benvolio. “Is this it…?” She asked, blonde tail flicking back and forth anxiously.
If this was the basin that held pack life like Benvolio had told her, it shouldn’t be long until the two were confronted by some sort of guard committee. Astred only hoped they weren’t hostile.
Dec 19, 2017 09:59 AM
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