blood on her skin dripping with sin

*Miyako* · 09-26-2013, 01:10 PM

The woman stood up, a part of her still etched in the black sand. Shaking it off her, she looked at Miyako. Her red and purple eyes surveyed the fea. She was big, a bit bigger, but not by much. She was battle-worn, her fur shorter in places there were previously. Miyako' s own fur fluffed out, it suddenly felt too big. The woman moved forward before saying "If you are not a Wolf, then what are you? You delightful being. So, she hadn't seen an Alaskan Malaumute before, not an odd thing mind. Miyako replied, I, my lovely, am an Alaskan Malumute. She smiled, her slightly shorter muzzle curling up.
Do excuse my poor manners, you speak to Canttina. There was something about the way she said it that stirred the thunder inside Miyako. And you to Miyako. Her eyes glistened while she looked into the womans' s crown.

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