CHEW THEM UP LIKE BUBBLEGUM

*Karmen* · 10-10-2013, 11:43 AM

The overpowering musk of a male wolf traveled on the wind and imbedded itself in Karmen's sensory palate. She scrunched her peachy nose, attempting to place the scent with a name, but alas, she knew not of this stranger. Gradually he appeared before Karmen, a mirror of herself in sorts: he was pallid and dull in comparison, but still boasted the creamy yellow shades of what could be called gold. Although, his eyes were very obviously the color of King's riches, dark and tantalizing like pretty pennies. As the wind bit into her skin, she knew that this was hardly the time or place for meeting others of her kin, so she drew herself closer, eating the distance between them so that she might hear him better. And as he spoke to her, she knew he was not of her breed. Meager, quiet, humble, gentlemanly. All the traits that any girl - but Karmen - could ever want in a man. He was seemingly pure, good of heart, with wide eyes and an innocent smile on his maw.

Karmen smirked. "Fancy that I might meet another wolf out here in such outrageous conditions," she offered a smile, charming and feigning benign origins, those her gaze was scrutinizing the male in front of her, identifying him for all of his worth - or what little was there.

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