Crocus, it was a bustling city before the war. However after the war the busy tone to it never seemed to change. In fact it seemed to only get busier. However to Genesis it always had seemed busy. She was still getting accustomed to the town, even though she had been living here for a few months. She wasn't used to the loud sounds and the bright lights. The young wolf had been living in the wild for the past 120 years of her life. The wild was never this loud nor busy, however it was a nice change. In the city, more actioned happened. Here she could meet more people, make more friends than she could imagine. The pros of living on Crocu definitely outweighted the cons greatly.
Genesis enjoyed travelling around the city. She loved watching people's progress as they struggled to get their lives back in order. She admired their perseverance, how none of them would give up even through when the task seemed impossible. The determination these humans held.... Geneis could only hope to learn from them. Today, escaping the boring and repetitive life she was bestowed upon when she became guildmaster, she began running around the city. There were always new people to meet due to the large amount of people entering the city each day.
The young girl peered her head out the entrance of the guild before she closed her eyes. She felt her body shifting, purple fur began to grow on her body, her limbs became paws, her mouth extended into a snout. Within a matter of minutes she was a wolf. Lolling out her tounge she began to bark. She could not communicate properly in this form however she didn't have the need to talk. She began to dart outside the guild and onto the streets. She attracted a few glances towards her direction, as well as a few greetings. Being the guildmaster of Sabertooth made her well known. Despite looking almost exactly like the same animal she was recognized as herself due to the large amount of times she often ran around the city in this form.
She barked a bit, nodding her head up and down in a greeting. The young wolf soon came to a stop however. The hot sun. was shining down and all the running made her fatigued. She took cover in the shade of one of the buildings and sat down. Her tail swayed side to side as she looked at the streets.
Genesis enjoyed travelling around the city. She loved watching people's progress as they struggled to get their lives back in order. She admired their perseverance, how none of them would give up even through when the task seemed impossible. The determination these humans held.... Geneis could only hope to learn from them. Today, escaping the boring and repetitive life she was bestowed upon when she became guildmaster, she began running around the city. There were always new people to meet due to the large amount of people entering the city each day.
The young girl peered her head out the entrance of the guild before she closed her eyes. She felt her body shifting, purple fur began to grow on her body, her limbs became paws, her mouth extended into a snout. Within a matter of minutes she was a wolf. Lolling out her tounge she began to bark. She could not communicate properly in this form however she didn't have the need to talk. She began to dart outside the guild and onto the streets. She attracted a few glances towards her direction, as well as a few greetings. Being the guildmaster of Sabertooth made her well known. Despite looking almost exactly like the same animal she was recognized as herself due to the large amount of times she often ran around the city in this form.
She barked a bit, nodding her head up and down in a greeting. The young wolf soon came to a stop however. The hot sun. was shining down and all the running made her fatigued. She took cover in the shade of one of the buildings and sat down. Her tail swayed side to side as she looked at the streets.