Irony
06-24-2016, 08:23 PM
Snow pelted down onto her earthy toned fur, giving it a beautiful dappled appearance. Yet, it was piling up upon the layers of her winter coat. She had been trekking through the snow for ages it felt like. Her accustomed pads were frozen, as well as her icy nose. Yet, she continued. The woman felt something calling for her, like she was meant to be here. But, she could not put her claw on it. Ilyn'ra moved with a careless demeanor through the snow, only wishing to go straight. Her eyes wold wander from the white blanket before her to the dull sky every now and then to reel her back into reality. Little crunches came from her heavy steps, breaking into the alabaster sheet with each bound. Yet, soon her yellow gaze fell upon that of a structure. Only the tiniest of grins slipped across her frozen, inky, lips. She studied it, for she had no earthly idea of what it truly could be. Her head tilted, it was a silver color. Yet, it was unnatural to her, she loved it. Her steps became more rapid, allowing for the snow that settled upon her upper back and rear to shift and fall from its temporary shelf. The fae's tail raised, a flag of her oncoming. Her demeanor was dominant, for she did not care for whom inhabited this structure. It would be hers. One day. Some could say it was love at first sight. As she neared the ship her lower jaw opened, allowing any scents to flow into her air ways. Tasting for any inferior Wolves. Yet, only stale scents alerted her senses. Her ears were raised, listening for any sounds of movement. Only wind and the sound of creaking metal were heard. The girl made the safe guess she was alone. Her paws met with the ship, slowly moving aboard with a sickening grin slipping across her jet black lips. Slowly, the serpent looked around, observing all of the passage ways and decks. A question slipped into her curious mind, why had no one staked claim to such an area. A home so well put together. Her paws moved her bulky form down some metal stairs into the lower decks. She moved through the halls silently, only her claws making tiny taps on the metal would alarm others of her mere existence.
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