Decisions, decisions... [Dead]

[.s.o.r.a.y.a.]

Paws touched the ground gently, stepping further into the unfamiliar area rather hesitantly. Not neccessarily reluctant to possibly be crossing into someone's territory. Just the lack of others within the area. Lips turned in a frown, at the sight that hadn't been expected by her. At the moment, she had planned the place to be swarming with others. Now, she had found the first place she had chosen to explore was quite short of other of possible prey. Of course that had to happen. She was just prone to making the wrong choice, wasn't she? Of course, this didn't apply all the time, but it did come in an awful lot. Though, most of the decisions were lacking importance in her life, not really a life or death decision. Just like this. Choosing the wrong place to explore, when wanting to eat after she already had. Choosing the place that was lacking the prey she wanted to eat.

Large paws made Soraya halt in her steps, her head raising to take another quick scan of the particular area within the terrain borders. Check to see if there was anything she had missed. Nope. Not that she had noticed yet. Perfect. Peachy. Fantastic. And great for this too! She was developing more sarcasm. Was that really what she needed in life? More sarcasm in her words to make her seem even more solitude-loving than usual? Definitely not.

Soraya shook her head, her body slumping to the ground as she lay down. Her optics continued to gaze about in wonder, mind pondering unimportant thoughts. More sarcasm? So on, so forth. Tassel flicked at the air rather impatiently, wishing food really would enter this particular part of the forest.

Dirt streaked, yet orange fur ruffled in a passing breeze, seeming to wish to flow along with it. Yet, as soon as the wind left her fur settled neatly back into place. Though, neat wasn't the word for it. Her pelt was still ruffled, streaked with dirt to make her seem a bit brownish. She did not favour being a wanderer, and to go back into it again wasn't what she wished for at all. She'd stay here for a while, before searching the land once again for prey. She wanted her decision made near-immediate, so Anala wouldn't be on her tail.

Decisions, decisions...

ooC://

Anala's coming in next.

[.a.n.a.l.a.]

Paws of a creamy orange collided with the terrain, the crisp grass crushed beneath the pressure of the large creature, pressing onward toward an, at the moment, unknown destination. An eerie silence hung about the beast's head she trotted forward, rather briskly. She cared not, about it. She didn’t mind the silence about, as it wasn’t tense. It wasn’t as if her fate was being decided. It was a peaceful silence, that told her she was all alone, except for her sister who was walking up ahead. No one else was near them; no one else was bothering them. She was free. And she was a loner. A wanderer of the lands, continuing to traipse without a particular destination carved into her brain. She was free to go wherever she chose. Well, she was free to go wherever her sister chose to go.

Not that it was a bad thing to have her older sibling.

Part of a family, and having a someone to make you feel safe. Being able to communicate with her, and know that she wasn't going to leave, to go on. The pair never stayed in one terrain long, and she had only seriously been considering settling down somewhere recently. In a place where everything wasn't exactly perfect, as no fun was included in life then. Talk, eat, sleep... The only routine. A bit of action throughout life appealed to the tigress, as she trotted forward across the grassy forest floor in a straight line, not knowing where her dirty paws lead her.

Her pelt ruffled in a passing wind, which blustered about, beckoning her fur in so many directions. It seemed to spiral around her torso, to the tip of her swaying tail. The gust travelled away, going to mess up the pelt of another. Her fur settled once again, though she looked like a rather scruffy case.

Her pelt was a glossy, burnt orange and charcoal black, sunlight reflecting off the ruffled fur, and causing it to shine in the warm light, illuminating his figure, and all the land about completely. Of course, her pelt also absorbed the heat that accompanied the light, providing her with plenty hot days, and some not-so-cold winters, which was often a good thing. Her chest had a vibrant patch of white flicked across it, lasting from the bottom of her neck, to around the middle of her stomach. Her maw also had a slight splash of it, just on the very tip.

Dull yellow eyes gazed about, before the tigress' muzzle raised to sniff the air. Her sister flopped on the floor, and soon Anala followed to do the same,across from her in that lush clearing beneath the thick canopies of the forest. Now to start the wait... she thought, her tassel instantly wrapping tightly around her left haunch. Her golden optics eyed the vibrant blue sky for a moment, before her sight lowered, looking off on the horizon, awaiting any sign of prey.

ooC://

Okay, feel free to join, anyone!

[.s.o.r.a.y.a.]

Soraya frowned, gazing about the area once again. Well, this was quite dull now, wasn't it? Yes, yes it in fact was. Her ivories showed in her frustrated sigh, which occurred next. Her somewhat golden orbs had failed to notice anything completely noticeable from where she was lazing at the moment. Well, she wasn't going to make any of her important decisions just laying there. She'd get to know more parts of the Terra, hoping to meet another sooner or later. Another sigh escaped her maw, before Soraya clambered to her paws, in her normal quadruped position. She gave a small yawn, her jaw parting slightly to let it escape, before she lumbered forward at a rather slow pace.

"Guess this part of the terrain ain't that popular. No matter. Just go an search some more and I'll find something interesting sooner or later..."

What was this? Just a bit of pep talk, for her, to create the illusion someone other than her sister was actually there, and to cure her growing boredom. She wasn't going to accomplish anything just sitting there, waiting for something to come across her. She needed to be more active and go search for things herself. Ah, the practical side of it all. Perfect, isn't it? Well, this was only a small complication, and she'd soon eliminate it. Off to explore some more.

Oh great. She sounded like some overly cheerful, reckless tigress that actually found interest in lumbering about a Terra looking for others to be able to communicate.

ooC:// I proclaim my thread dead. I'll take Soraya and Anala
and put them in a more active thread. c: If anyone is interested in
bringing this back to life, simply PM my main account.