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07-20-2022, 09:22 PM
Tove hunkers down in the tall grass, waiting for Kotori to get into position and begin the hunt. A breeze combs its fingers through the tall green stalks, making them roll like the waves of the ocean. It helps to hide the earthen wolf progress and movements and soon, a sound of alarm rings out from the deer. She subtly shifts her body, lifting herself slightly and coiling her muscles in preparation for her strike. The sound of hooves hitting ground grows near and she can tell that Kotori is driving it straight for her. Front legs lower a fraction of an inch as the pair approach her hiding spot, the older woman ready to take the deer down.
Tove is heavily scarred on her face, neck, and shoulders. Please note that none of her art depicts them but they are there.