Re: The Woods: Full Moon > Pack Trailers in the Woods
Parker had spent the night pacing, bargaining with herself that she would crawl belly against ground to the local pack and announce her presence. But her previous experiences had her feeling a bit apprehensive. More than apprehensive. Even the somewhat friendly nature of the sounds and smells from afar took a while to get her out of perimeter she had been keeping.
Too long apparently. The brown and amber wolf that made her way tentatively toward the crowd, made her way there as the effects of the night began to wear off. She found herself upright, bare feet standing on the cold ground. Shit it was cold. Damn damn cold.
There was absolutely no use in trying to run back home, she was close enough that if she hadn't already been seen she was certainly smelled, and making enough noise. So she appeared from behind her tree, and she waved, as she tip toe hopped as fast as she could through cold wooded ground, with an "excuse me," to someone, and then helped herself to a sheet that was hanging on a line - she kept her head down - not really looking at anyone until the sheet was wrapped around her snugly.
She recognized Cisco. Her brows shot up. Well. She smiled. Awkwardly. This was awkward. This was odd. This was maybe less odd than if she hadn't known anyone? Maybe it was odder this way? It was a lot to process. There was a lot to process. Yes. Processing. She was processing. And looking around. And hopping from foot to foot.