Momma Where Are You?
12-14-2013, 05:02 PM
The young maiden had decided to go out and wander, escape the boredom she felt within her father's Kingdom. So, she had found this strange place. The submerged woods. Beneath her feet was an entire forest, but a dusting of snow blocked it from sight. Orchid toned optics laid upon a dark figure, small and alone. How strange. Picking up her pace, the fae trotted towards the other wolf, and found it to be a pup. At least, she thought it was a pup. From behind, it was hard to decipher these things. Sidestepping, the dame lowered her delicate cranium so she appeared smaller and less intimidating as she padded around the lupine. It was a pup, and a starving one at that. Poor little creature, maybe she was lost? Parting ebony lips, the alabaster masked she wolf greeted with stranger with soft, sweet alto lyrics. "Is something wrong, little one?" The damsel inquired, tilting her cranium to the side. She was small, one of the tiniest wolves out there, and she was fully grown. Russet banner swung at her hocks, attempting to seem kind and gentle, exactly what she was, most of the time. Rusty brown fur was thick and lustrous again, covering her petite, curvy frame which had just recently filled out again. Her ivory mask made her appear almost like a ghost to some, but at the moment the fae's cherubic features were played upon by a curious, kind smile. As she stood before the tiny pup with her cranium lowered, the woman took in the strange appearance of the child and hoped she was alright. Speech, |