ardent

It's time for us to lose our weary minds



Maija

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08-12-2013, 12:22 AM





The voice that came from the dwarf wolf made Maija want to snort in laughter. She was amused that such a sound came from a male that size, but showing such emotion would be a bad choice. Paranoia of such things made her shy away from being open about what emotionally showed on her face and in her actions. Instead, she let the moment of revealing her amusement remain in the privacy of her chosen pile of rocks' shade and her face recovered its blank expression. His call for her to reveal her presence was something she didn't mind doing. For once.
With her heart now light and giddy beneath the icy layers, Maija placed both front paws on the edge of the top stone. It wasn't a far pull up from where she had crouched, but it was high enough to make her add a spring in her climb. Hind legs gently bounced up from the ground and pushed her lower half in the air. With a graceful bound, the landing was just as smooth when her whole body was revealed on her own pile. Luckily, her pile was steady and she didn't have to worry about them toppling from the addition of her own weight.
Maija's crouched form became straightened out in less than a few seconds. Her majestic head and chest were pushed up and forward, showing the pride that she carried when she wasn't out hunting and quietly sulking. Slender form that never knew the presence of pups in its womb slinked from side to side as she paced across the large, smooth top of her succeeded pile of stones. Maija's leaf green eyes remained emotionless and glassy, yet a smirk dared to cross her beautiful features that didn't mirror her gaze.
"What is this thing, 'childish games'?" She inquired, tones thick with her Romanian accent. Her voice held the false humor she was so used to having in the presence of others, especially ones that she didn't care for. Although she had just met the little wolf, she kept that small sliver of her usual paranoia for males open in her mind. "Obviously, I choose to stay away from such things. 'Tis not something that would be appropriate for someone such as I. As for you..." Her cold gaze ran over the pup's form, tail flicking in slight unfelt annoyance in the process, "I suppose that it comes naturally. It seems that way, regardless, if you deny it." The fact that Maija even said anything after barely meeting the male was indeed a change for the femme. A 'Wow' moment, if you will.



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