by Viperflare » Mon Sep 14, 2020 5:50 am
Cinnamon
Fire Pack | Scout Trainee | Location: Camp | Tagging: Wraith
Cinnamon barked out a single, half-hearted, dry laugh before raising her muzzle and facing the other Trainee. "Actually, that's what it's about.." She said, her voice lowering to that of a murmur. "You see, with all the deaths and disappearances.. 's unnatural, yeah? Well, Kitsune and I were- no, we are- going to go out and find what killed our packmates. Their trails will be faint and nonexistent in places, but I wasn't made a Scout for no reason. We will most likely leave soon.. are you interested in finding out what happened to those wolves?" The Trainee whispered, flicking her tail back and forth. Her normally bouncy and light demeanor had disappeared, and was currently replace with stone-cold determination, and.. a minuscule thing of fear, perhaps. Cinnamon's misted eyes darted between Wraith's, and a barely visible smile etched with hope was painted on her muzzle.