A Dancer in the Shadows (Joining)
11-28-2013, 07:11 PM
The young dancer had decided to join a pack, and since the western lands appealed to her the most, she had found the only pack within that region. Her broad paws struck the terra soundlessly, her deep golden hues blending with the snow covered grasses about as much as a parrot in a desert. She kept her cranium low, knowing full well if the alphas here were anything like the tyrants back home she would have to be able to run at the slightest hint of danger. Grass green optics scanned the land around her, searching for someone to talk to about her acceptance within the ranks of this pack. A thick silver bangle on her left front ankle jangles slightly as it struck the strong bones in her knuckles, but not enough to alert anyone passing by. A wolf on patrol however, was a different story. She made sure to seem as nonthreatening as possible, her abnormally long tail kept low, curled at the tip as usual. How could on make an impression if they were dirty? She stood next to a border marking, lifting her defined jawline tilt backwards to release a sweet alto howl flow from her throat. She decided it best to remain standing, but her posture was nonetheless respectful, cranium low to bely her height, so as not to threaten anyone. For some reason tall wolves were always more threatening than short wolves, which the dame could never understand. Dark golden fur remained flattened, silky smooth as ever. She was seen as beautiful by many, but to herself she was an ugly, unlovable creature. She kept these thoughts to herself, knowing full well she did not want people to lecture her on self esteem. Who had time for that nonsense? She waited, patient and calm, for someone to find her. Speech, Thought, Others, |
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