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Haven

Loner

age
2 Years
gender
Female
gems
31
size
Medium
build
Medium
posts
5
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12-01-2016, 01:15 PM
Miss Haven Petrova
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The night air danced in the grey locks of the patient female. The last resonance of her sharp tone drifted into the shadows of the night, consumed completely. The sound of her words soon became an echo of memories, causing a sense of time passing quickly. When in truth, it was only mere seconds, long enough to stress Miss haven. She had only been on her own long enough to know not all wolves are kind and civilized. Some where primitive beast, by choice of all things, and some were far worse. Some were pure evil, able to commit morally injustice acts with large grins on their faces. That grin, that face, was what the female saw behind her eyes, picturing a beast to walk out of the shadows with that wicked look on it's face.

The ominous growl that answered the female only continued to fuel this image in her mind. However, it wasn't strong enough to let Miss Haven's swerving ears pinpoint the exact location of the stranger. She had come to the conclusion, based on the masculinity in the scent she smelled and the tone of the growl she listened to, she was dealing with a lone male. Most likely someone who did not appreciate her intrusion. But that wasn't quite up to either of them; their meeting fated to be.

"That's not much to go off of..." she mumbled to herself, looking about the dancing moonlight that surrounded her. It was then, that she concluded the stranger would not be willing to meet face to face. But in her mind, it would be only logical that two lone wolves would aim to work together. Would it not benefit the both of them to hunt together? To work together for protection and warmth in a time of harsh winter storms and scarce prey? So Miss Haven did something about it. She would not stand for anything else. "I wish to talk to you, if you won't come to me then I shall come to you." Her still limbs began to move, forward, into the shadows that held so much unknown. Her slim form wrapped around the branches of a pine, to see a figure in the distance, wrapped tightly in the darkness of night. "Please, I mean you no harm."

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