First Winter
06-13-2013, 07:55 PM
Wolf from dawnthieves, manip by Ocena. Character belongs to Deneke! The dame would pad, silent as the snow that made her invisible, towards the scents and sounds coming to her sensitive auditory sensors. Beautiful things they were, perfectly sculpted, and rounded where most wolves' were pointed, and flickering back and forth to capture the conversation. Her pure silver gaze was not of this world, depthless and consuming, enchanting anyone who dared meet her gaze. Her feminine, defined hips swayed as she walked, long ivory tail sweeping through the air behind her, twin ravens feathers dancing in the frozen breeze. Her dainty yet powerful paws made no sound on the snow, her pads absorbed the minute noises she made. Each step was fluid, graceful, silent. Her lithe muscles rippled a strong undertow beneath the river of her silky winter coat. She approached the group, all but invisible, except for the ebony feathers embedded in the silky strands of thick albino derma. She inspected the group, her all seeing moonstone orbs taking all these lupine entities in. One was a snow coloured brute, with a marroon marking on his face. He seemed older, yet showed no signs of age being cruel to him. Another, a deep brown youngster with the occasional white splatters, seemed to be enjoying himself in the falling flakes. There was an even younger lady, who seemed to have quite the attitude towards the next wolf, though the angelic maiden could understand why. Her eerie orbs would fall upon a brute, who's fur was a riot of dark shades, eyes the colour of emeralds, and possessed an air of danger. Her assessment of the group finished, she would simply stand, wait, and continue to observe them. Maybe she would remain invisible, maybe she would be spotted, only time would tell. She sat on her haunches on one fluid movement, her fur settling like a waterfall over her lean, feminine frame, accentuating her curves and making her seem just a bit bigger, more intimidating. Her long tail curled around her paws, a ladylike, absentminded habit, and she waited. A statue of elegance, beauty, otherworldliness; she moved not, seconds ticking by as her infinite mind continued to process every move of the group. |
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