Let Them Eat Cake!
09-01-2013, 10:56 AM
Pristine white fangs nipped at the slimy sliver of Bass. She picked the light flesh from its tiny bones. She enjoyed the light taste of the fish. Clear claws punctured into the dirt with delight. Her fluffy tail wagged behind her, unlike a Wolf, she was a Dog after all. The visible excitement nearly radiated off of her. Her pale body stuck out within the natural colors of Summer. Yet, she did not care. The woman knew she was different. Other animals weren't pale and pink. Their skin wasn't exposed. Their noses were black. Though, all she had seen so far were traces of Wolves and other various critters. Deer, Squirrels, and such. She hasn't seen any others like her. The woman was a German Shepherd. Considered a Dog. But, of course she was much prettier then a dog. Her Albino body made her so much more elegant and delicate. The girl used it to her advantage. She knew she made the men flutter, yet she liked to think she was pure. She heard pad falls behind her. They were a little further away. Her larger ears made it easy for her to hear much further away then some other Canines. She leaned up as the woman finished her breakfast. Her belly was calm with statusfaction. A voice filled those pale auds. It was a male. She turned around to face the male and she found a Wolf. A darker man, opposite of her. He was huge compared to the German Shepherd. A frail smile appeared on her fine lips. Pink orbs eyed the raven man as she let forth delicate vocals. "Greetings, sir!" The woman padded forward slowly until she stood a few feet away. A regal bow was shown from the little Princess. Her head dipped down and her tail wagged behind her rapidly. The small smile continued to reside upon her pristine lips. "I am Lady Antoinette." The name rolled off her tongue in a gentle French accent that flowed across some of her words. Speech, |