<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>Tria, 45</td></tr></table> Slowly the scarred pendragon made her way back to her homeland. It had been so long since the last time she had come to visit this place. She flattens her ears to her skull and narrows her gaze into a glare. A sigh escapes her maw as she pads further on. So much has happened over the years since this female had lived her life. She is now close to 26 years of age and growing older at that. Though she isn't near as old as her newly found adopted father/grandfather. She smiles at the thought of the old geezer. She had grown to love the oldtimer and admire for everything he has done for her and around. She flexed her claws and padded forth before finally halting near the town. She tilted her head and looked about the town before padding inside it, going along the sidewalk to avoid any road. As she kept to her path, her ears pricked towards the near-crowded town. Ducking into the alleyway and halted, cringing slightly. She could remember the first time she had entered an alley way. Memories flashing before her eyes. She growled lowly to herself and backed away. She slowly lifted to her hinds and leaned against the wall. She heaved a sigh and slowly slunked towards the grounds.
