Post by Ɲoquisi on Aug 25, 2012 22:50:44 GMT -5
Maktoto, after her rest in the lake, padded softly on the small steps by the river. Er... What was once a river... Now, there were just pebbles and dirt scattered across the area. But, all was not lost. This land would hold. If the rain was to come soon, it would. Makoto was sure of it. After all, her father was never wrong. "Who lives here?" She asked herself, looking to both sides of the border. Obviously, there were two packs. But, Makoto wasn't familiar with either of them.
