Sand, nothing but sand
10-04-2013, 10:09 PM
The stench of two women would guide the once-was alpha from the stretches of her previous path, jogging at a somewhat resolute pace; dark claws ticking at the crusted earth that would unfold beneath her. Stretched teats would be all to suggest her previous motherhood, her physique no less than rippling with the prime health of her extensive fitness. Greyhound-like abdomen tapering steeply from the deepness of her agile chest. Alas, the russet woman?s nostrils had done no less than to fool her, the duo figure of the two women from earlier looming up beneath the heat-strike that threatened to crash down upon their struggling forms.
With no desire to stray again from her aisle she would slow, tall ears flattening against the contours of feminine skull; an aloof defence that would suggest an unwillingness to converse. Skull would drop low as the alluring depths of her emerald gaze would skip between them, scrutinizing as the hackles would threaten to rise upon her spine. ?Those troubled by the grasps of endless summer should refrain from dancing beneath its hungry jaws,? expression would remain void as she would make a loose attempt towards understanding exactly what was going on with the duo, not that it particularly interested her. Valhalla was close by, and although she never dwelled beneath the direct rule of her siblings she did tend to loiter its borders for the sake of her several children. The desert was no place of unfamiliarity.
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