conniving minds
06-18-2013, 05:14 PM
dark and dank, the female was that of nightmares. insanity lingered in every step she took, her form and bodice ragged and lank. bi-colored oculars stared out of her tawny frame, observing the world around her in childlike manner, with the darkness of a monster. her pace was lazy, no rush needed as she strolled around the forest that her new pack called home. she had yet to meet any of her pack-mates and found herself to be curious as to what these other wolves brought to the plate that supposedly made amenti so great. she hadn?t been a member long enough to get caught up on the politics but the spy, was just that- a spy. a sponge who soaked up as much information as possible, and dealt it out as she pleased, always making sure that she was doing well, in whatever deal the bitch made. a snort of laughter peeled from her jaws, valkan had taught her many things, and though she had grown used to him spoiling her, and making sure she had food, she was conniving in her own means. the cold winter night, met with it thick snowfall that laid thick on the forest floor. her trail left wide a paw-print trail veering here and there. her breath left her in a frozen vapor cloud, drifting in and out of the snowflakes that slowly coated her, blanketing her in a winter wonder-land. cold wind billowed gently, against her thick but patchy fur. a quiet burst of laughter escaped her, as she paced deeper into the forest, wondering what the wonders of the night might bring. Speech, |
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