I don't look good in orange and I hate stripes

*Maija* · 10-17-2013, 05:44 AM

ooc: You say you suck, but you spit out posts that make me feel retarded. >.O You underestimate your talent!

She had been out of the comfort of her den, which was out of her character, when the red vixen was on patrol. Maija's body was still hot from the summer season that had left a couple of weeks ago, giving her a legitimate reason to wander around the mountainous terrain she had started to call 'home'. The cool autumn breezes that were making themselves noticeable were blessings in disguise for the guarded golden female, especially since summer was her breeding season. The heat from the season itself and her body's hormones out of whack were pains in the butt and she was relieved for any type of cool solace.
Another reason she was out of her den was because of her mind. Dragomir was once again haunting her thoughts, bringing up the good memories that were still entrapped from her past. Since his disappearance, her sanity felt like it was slowly being pulled away with his absence. She despised the feeling, hated the thoughts that maybe she would end up being a corpse of a shell from being tormented by the heartache his disappearance had caused. And yet, there was a tiny light of hope that was shining inside of the dark caves of her mind. A tiny, dark blue light...The mere thought of Taurig made the scary thoughts disappear and as long as she knew he was there, the self torture would be postponed.
It was the image of Taurig from the first day they met that kept her occupied as she walked across the lands with a laidback stride. Her paws caressed the earth beneath her, mitts silent with each step as they carried her over the grounds that held so much life. An ear flicked back at the soft growling underbelly of the volcano, and she looked over her shoulder to see if it was awake. Nope, dormant as a doornail. With a shrug of her golden shoulders, the female carried on with her relaxed stride. That is, her stride was relaxed until she caught the scent of another nearby.
The smell was sweet, female no doubt, and Maija immediately matched the wolf it was attached to. Flashes of red and lamp-like eyes outlined in black came up in the many faces from the previous pack meeting. Instead of going into hiding as she would have done before, the bolder part of the golden female kept her body from moving into the shadows. Very soft treads of the ruby-furred woman were approaching and Maija slowly lowered herself next to the tree that she had recently walked across. For some reason, she didn't want to hide from the female and it was because of that she chose to stay within sight.

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