Take Me Back / p] Magdalene

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Mardi gras eyes would flit across the terrain, taking a birds' eye view of her surroundings. The lithe and fit woman hung high above the terra firm, plastered to a particularly thick branch in an especially large tree. It was a great sprawling oak, one that was easy to climb if one knew how. And boy did she know how. Separated from her family, the exploratory Venetia found herself rather keen on finding them once again. Her nose had never been the best at tracking, but her party-colored eyes made up for that. From this vantage, the woman could see for miles around. Chestnut kissers would part to offer out a simple phrase, one that was meant for her ears only. Где они? Hushed tones would echo just a bit farther than she'd intended for them to, but the woman didn't worry much. Not many wolves spoke Russian anymore, and those that did were welcome to listen to her anytime. Claws gripping the tree branch, the woman would inch forward and into a more comfortable position, curling her tail around the limb for balance. Now if only her parents would show up. The great stone building was blocking some of her view, but she could still see them if they appeared.

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