The man with the golden halo

*Levada* · 09-15-2013, 10:43 PM

Levada

Her pretty paws would delicately grace the sparse forest floor, their steps making nary a sound as she strolled through her home. She would crave the touch of her king, she wished for his pale form to once again tower over her and give her the relief she so craved. She would survive for the time being, his presence not a matter of her life or death. She very much enjoyed the presence of him though, and wished he had more time to spend with her. She felt considerably lonely in the growing pack. She only had a friends in Narsha and Taurig, and both of which usually left her lonely. True she had not offered herself out to the other wolves, maybe today she would get a bit of social interaction that didn't have to do with her addiction. She could keep it under wraps right? She would laugh inwardly at herself, she was doing her absolute best to keep herself loyal to her King's loins. Sometimes it was a rather difficult task.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think

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