ardent

Maybe it's another chance to mock myself again



Azalea

Loner

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6 Years
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Female
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07-22-2013, 08:54 PM (This post was last modified: 07-22-2013, 08:56 PM by Azalea.)
Find #2




Azalea stalked through the trees. The forest was thick here giving it a mysterious feel. She had never been here before. Bugs buzzed about, the air damp. Frogs sang in chorus in the background. Every now and then a bird would swoop by, distracting her eye.

The noises and scents assaulted her system, causing her to miss the most important of all. Another wolf.

The Heir had a jog in her step, her left shoulder wrecked from her spar with her brother. She had lost but she had taken it surprisingly well. However, each step made her grit her teeth a bit. She was sore and her shoulder was stiff and painful to put weight on. Thankfully nothing was broken or misplaced and soon enough she would heal up. She needed to practice more often, it was about time she learned to fight for real.

Lost in her thoughts and too distracted to notice, Azalea walked straight past the other wolf. No more than a hundred feet away and she was completely oblivious to his being there. Just like the male, she walked right to the sudden and terrifying drop. Her eyes grew wide and yelp worked from her her lungs and her limbs flew into reverse. She scrambled backward, stopping when there was a healthy six feet between herself and the vertical drop.

Her breathing was heavy and her eyes were wide. As the rush of adrenaline left her, Azalea groaned lightly, hunching over. "This shoulder will be the death of me," she thought. Suddenly her nose picked up what it had missed before, her eyes instantly finding the wolf. "Hello." She said quickly and bluntly.

Azalea was on her paws as quickly as was possible when trying to maneuver to avoid putting weight on her left leg. It was an awkward thing to watch and when she was finally on all fours, she stared at the male. She couldn't help herself... he looked familiar. A lot like Sarak. "Sarak is much more attractive than this guy!" Her mind screamed. Her fur grew hot, embarrassed to have thought such a thing, besides this fellow was perfectly handsome in his own way. He had rich earthy fur and crazy beautiful eyes.

Azalea stopped herself, sitting down and opening her mouth to distract her from her wild thought. "I'm Azalea Adravendi."



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