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Loner

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2 Years
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Female
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02-22-2015, 02:55 PM


The stagnant pungency of muddied fur and the ache of bones, cause's the weary woman to seek renewal.  She is lured by the promise of water, it's sweet smell triumphing over the stench of dirtied coat.  Yet despite how sincerely she longs to clean herself, the tired wolf is more excited by the prospect of familiarity than cleanliness. She has forever loved the sea - despite it's ever changing façade, it remained the only constant she had ever had. The sting of salt against seeking nostrils guides her, tugging at her wanton heart and pulling her towards the coast. She longs for nothing more than to be enveloped by the ocean, to drown in it's calamity and wash away the bitter dread that clung so determinedly to steely coat. Tired muscles work determinedly to get her there quickly, but her efforts seem almost fruitless. It takes far longer than she had imagined it would and by the time she reaches the ocean she is want to collapse with exhaustion.

She hesitates before the water, ears arched forwards to listen to the waves as they crash against the earth. Despite how tired she feels, the woman smiles.  For a moment Ruzena can do naught but stare, rose eyes wide and bright with excitement. When at last she breaks from her position, it  is with renewed energy and an overwhelming sense of relief. Aching legs carry her towards the sea, her steps becoming increasingly hurried the closer she comes to the coast. At last -with a yelp of delighted glee!- the woman succumbs to the waves, momentarily becoming lost beneath the water. The water surges against her body, slamming her against the sand and holding her there, determined not to let her go. Yet, almost as swiftly as it had grabbed her, it releases her. She surfaces with a longing breath upon her tongue, rose eyes prying open to the sting of salt and sea.







Silveris


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02-22-2015, 03:55 PM
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Crinkling her nose and shaking her head, Silveris walked closer, thinking that this may be a good place to live, as the brown and white female smelt no other wolves living here. And, because of the water, there may be plenty of prey for them to hunt. Pausing for a moment, she stared at a small river, lowering her head and sniffing of it. Unlike the sea the half blind female saw, the river didn't smell of salt, and seemed safe to drink out of. Lapping up some water, her head jolted up as another walked by, even her sightless blue eye watching the other female. Her green eye showed some fear, but, despite that, white paws carried her slowly towards the other one, each step she took hesitant. Her brown fur ruffling for a moment, she flinched as the solid ground became grainy under her paws. Maybe it was the water, but the female missed her old home, one that had several memories tied to it. Where she found Emery and Biull, the storm, being blinded....Silveris wondered if anything was left of it, and made a mental note to go see soon.

At the sight of the other diving into the sea, Silveris hesitated, not hearing the happy yelp, and began to run forwards. When she got to the water, it tugging at her paws, she stopped, her green eye searching for any sign of life.  Lowering her head, Silveris got ready to try and drag the other out of the water. When the wolf burst out of the water, Silveris yelped and moved away, her fur bristling with fear. Although water had been something that had kept her family away from other wolves, all she could think of was the storm. The blood on her face going into the water, not being able to see in one eye, the pain. The water, rising up to her legs, forcing her to swim off the island. Closing her eyes, Silveris shook her head and pushed the memories to the back of the mind. "Are you okay?" She asked, her voice surprisingly quiet. "It looked like you almost drowned."

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