Within The Mist

The hills of the moor were hidden deep within a shroud of mist, its pale green grasses were damp and glistening in the early evening moonlight. Within the veil of mist lurked a vigilant predator, her gilded eyes gleaming malevolently in the shadows. She glanced upward in vexation as a heavy ran began to pummel the ground. The droplets sank through her fur and chilled her skin. Ravage shook herself with as much pride as she could maintain and then hurried to the cover of a nearby thicket.

A shiver ran wracked her thin frame as she sat down with a sigh. Ravage curled her tail tightly around her ink colored legs and tucked her head in toward her soaked chest. The rain thudded rather loudly against the leaves and brush overhead and more than a few droplets fell through the makeshift roof onto the she-wolf's head. Meanwhile an unamused scowl was carved firmly onto Ravage's face.


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