The Devils Here
For Addison
12-05-2020, 12:08 AM
(This post was last modified: 12-08-2020, 08:10 PM by Addison.)
The little brown she-wolf walked with grace as the grass that lined the floor of the orchard tickled at her cracked paw pads. Light glistening off of the long dark coat that lined her lean muscular frame, unkempt black claws picking and pulling at the soft dirt below her. Large fluffed audits that perking on the top of her head as she listened loosely to the things that went on around her, how the birds chirped in the trees that were planted in lines down the large field of trees that seemed to spread for miles. Slowing her black nose dropped to the ground, pink tongue lapping over her stained ivories as her snout met the red skin of the semi-decayed apple that had fallen to the ground to be picked at by the bugs and small prey animals that decided to run threw the fields traveled by little too none. Pushing the apple with her nose watching as it rolled inches from where it previously sat before her petite head rose. Shinny nose meeting the sky as that ever so musky scent of male filled her sensitive nostrils causing them to flare in petition. She had barely noticed the large brute that traveled downwind of her, he had most likely figured she was there before she had figured him, though the dark fae kept herself hidden within the overgrown brush that surrounded the bases of many of the trees, she held her tail held in the air like she was overly confident in herself as a low crackling growl emerging from the depths of her throat echoing not much farther than the few feet around her. "speak" |