ardent

we all need something to live for

mortis



Wren I

"I'm the master of my sea"

Loner

age
2 Years
gender
Female
gems
112
size
Large
build
Medium
posts
390
player
Lackadaisy

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Vengeance
06-09-2022, 09:36 PM
The hunt was over, and she roamed her new pack's land. The woods were familiar to her now and she felt comforted by the presence of the populated pack. While she only knew Basilisk, Ruga and a few others... She knew they could come to her aid if she was in trouble. Possibly. Hopefully. Potentially. She breathed a sigh, her breath coming out in wisps.

That's when she noticed him.

A huge wolf, yeah. She knew Armada had them big. But he had wings. She'd never fucking seen a wolf with wings. Staring openly with her mouth slightly askew, she didn't realize he spotted her. Gah! "S-Sorry!" she blurted out in case he was sensitive "I... I never have seen a wolf with wings. Uh. I'm sorry, it was rude to stare." Damn it, she was blubbering.

Way to go, Wren. Make your packmate feel bad.

"she speaks"

put me out of my misery
THINK MY HEART IS HISTORY
nothing can fix me