One Can Only Dream

At first the black woman made no acknowledgement that she could sense Yin near her. The ivory vixen made no movement to bring herself into view, content to simply watch her, but obviously she wasn't going to be doing that for the rest of the day. A gentle breeze ran through the area, whisking the snow white fae's fur this way and that way, carrying her scent towards the darker woman, alerting her to her presence. Why hide? Surely one wolf is not much to fear? Fear? Yin didn't fear anyone and she didn't hide. Audits flicked in irritation, stilts straightening out to raise the woman to her full height before pulling her away from her observing place. I don't hide from anyone and I certainly am not afraid of anything. came her low rumble, mismatched gems flickering over the smaller woman's figure. Scared of her? Because that what how things worked.


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