09-16-2020, 06:24 PM
Kold
With time, the young pup had grown used to the Pitt, learning how to maneuver herself around grumpy individuals and such. Whenever she wasn't getting acquainted with Pittians, she was actually exploring the desert. Little by little, she was getting the layout.
And with time, she had grown stockier. Having just turned 5 months, she had grown a small bit. Still with clunky paws, she found that being quiet sometimes was hard.
Today, she had followed The Ardent, Gael, she had heard his name from time to time, while he was patrolling. Keeping a distance to try and be sneaky, she followed him. Staring up at the stakes of skulls and other morbid things, she tried to pinpoint what exactly was deterring about it. It definitely hadn't deterred her, though she was young and stupid (still young, but getting street-smarter). She kept following, though, quiet as the clunky-pawed pup could be.