Dec 22, 2009 00:31
[The communicator clatters to the floor to the sound of a startled bark. For a moment the view of the ceiling is blocked by a black nose, snuffling at it before pulling away. A confused looking white wolf stares down at the communicator before turning to study its surroundings. This place is not the place she's supposed to be.
She feels cold, and everything smells wrong. Things that she should be able to feel are hidden from her, as if she's trapped in a cursed zone. Nothing is as it should be, and that is unacceptable. Pausing, she sniffs the air, then investigates some of the creeping plant that is trying to cover everything. How odd...a parasitic plant? Certainly not one she's ever seen before. This place is getting stranger and stranger, and Ammy's not sure if she likes it or not.
Probably not. There's no plants (aside from that odd-smelling creeper with the white berries), no food, and no sign of any of her companions. She needs to investigate at this rate. Maybe she should take that noisy little box with her too, even if it does smell funny. The wolf casts a glance back at the communicator, unsure of it.
What is it even for, anyway?]
mistletoe?,
investigating your smells,
this place smells like death,
lost my poncle and a prophet