There'll be No Otherwise

*Song* · 10-26-2013, 10:05 PM

Pale form would wisk daintily through the cold mangroves. Though winter had yet to hit there was a rather cold breeze streaking through the trees. Song would do her best to pay it no heed, but she was in a hurry to be back in her den with Cherokee. She wished to feel his warm side press against her own, she enjoyed the protected feeling he gave her when he was near, but while he was away she would quickly find herself thinking of him. Her walk brought her around the borders, though her husband disliked that she took the responsibility he had a hard time keeping her away from it. So when she heard the she wolf's light call she could not help but to answer.
Bicolored gaze would fall upon the dame, her soft features bringing a smile to Song's tired looking maw. She would do her best to conceal the weakness, but she had to admit that she could feel a pull of emotional and physical fatigue. Hello, dear. What brings you to the borders of Ludicael this day?
She would inquire sweetly.

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