The Face Of A Stranger Could Become A Friend

*Nakita* · 01-07-2014, 10:15 AM

She had traveled far and long, never stopping to see where she had come. This land was strange, but quite familiar if only in scenery. Burning lenses scanned the river side, the flowing water tempting the wine she-wolf closer. Richly hued paws moved closer till the Russian beauty was standing in the chilly water. This place seemed to have just thawed for spring, Nakita knew this well. Blazed head dipped down to take a few licks from the river, satisfaction reached as dry throat was quenched.

However, her pleasant mood was dashed when a howl rose into the air. Now who could that be? Why we're they calling out to strangers; did they have something to protect? Tangerine eyes narrowed in curiosity, wondering if she should even bother to show herself. There was no real reason to show anyway! This unknown caller was just that, unknown. Still, the echoing vocals seemed polite enough. The curiosity started to burn within her, and with a reluctant sigh Nakita turned away from the flowing water to answer the call.

Lighter limbs moved smoothly over the defrosting ground, tail moving gracefully behind. The other's scent soon reached her nose, clearly female. Perhaps she had pups nearby? No, with another sniff the fiery canine caught a different territory on her. This one was part of a pack, interesting. Eventually the other came into view, onyx and red pelt a strange combination. Her form, however, was quite the sight to behold. Clear muscles rolled under the strangers fur, large powerful shoulders to match. She was quite impressive, in size at least. Nakita on the other hand was quite small, though she was not the smallest. Though the Russian she-wolf was still smaller than the one before her. Fiery lenses gazed at the other, "You called?" she said, accent invading her common tongue.
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