08-20-2018, 03:24 AM
[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 55%; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: 0px;"]Following shortly after Margaery is the silent figure of Imperia. Each paw is places with precision, miraculously avoiding every fallen branch and brittle leaf as she passes. The grace of her movements is uncanny; fluid and elegant. All that gives away the petite wolf's approach is the swaying and dancing of the grasses as she passes by. A slender muzzle emerges from the plains first, followed closely by the rest of Imperia's lithe figure. Baby's breath and Queen Anne's lace are braided into her sleek silver pelt woven from the light of the stars. Large, full-moon eyes the color of stardust gaze upon the strange female who gathered the attention of this small group. She slows to a stop beside Margaery, a gentle smile gracing her angelic features. "Bonjour," she greets kindly, albeit a tad shy.
A quick observation of the stranger reveals the emaciated state that she is in. A concerned frown mars her features as she tentatively steps forward. "Here, take this," says the female as she retrieves the freshly killed carcass of a rabbit and a small container of water from the satchel slung around her torso. Although the newcomer is a stranger, Peri cannot ignore when someone needs help. "My name is Imperia Arceneau. Welcome." Another sweet smile tugs at the edges of her lips. The poor thing at the border looks like she is seconds away from collapsing. Hopefully, after this, the girl can get some much deserved rest.
A quick observation of the stranger reveals the emaciated state that she is in. A concerned frown mars her features as she tentatively steps forward. "Here, take this," says the female as she retrieves the freshly killed carcass of a rabbit and a small container of water from the satchel slung around her torso. Although the newcomer is a stranger, Peri cannot ignore when someone needs help. "My name is Imperia Arceneau. Welcome." Another sweet smile tugs at the edges of her lips. The poor thing at the border looks like she is seconds away from collapsing. Hopefully, after this, the girl can get some much deserved rest.