Taking on a New Land

*Dawn* · 12-04-2013, 04:59 PM

The dame admitted to a mild error in judgement, but the golden dancer didn't draw any more attention to it. A comment on the title given to the desert lands was uttered, and the giantess dipped her head in mute agreement. In her peripheral vision she saw a tiny wag of the smaller she wolf's tail, and the relief on her face as she stepped onto the cool grass. The fox like fae sat down upon the soft green, her voice reaching dark gold audits. She seemed to be on guard, like someone would leap upon and attack her at any second. Didn't she know that not all wolves were like that? Except males, they could not be trusted, not until you were positive about them being kind hearted. Isabella agreed with her previous statement, and the pair moved over to the carcass and began devouring it. The ice eyed woman left the haunches for her, and Dawn gladly enjoyed them, sating the growling in her stomach.

Eventually all that was left was gristle and broken, scratched up bones. The damsel was content, and padded a few paces away to rest. She sighed, looking up at the ever brightening stars. "That was a nice meal, don't you think?" She murmured, her dual toned optics glittering with the reflected light of the pinpricks in the blanket of the darkening sky above her head.

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