Dandelion Dreams
02-05-2014, 05:15 PM
A petite woman wandered an open plain, flat and barren save for lush, tall grasses coating the terrain. These grasses came up to the shoulders of the dainty femme, but she didn't mind. A creamy coat of near alabaster fur glinted in the sunlight that shone from the heavens, absorbing the heat in a splendid way. In the back of her mind the lady hoped to come across the nest of a ground nesting bird, like a quail or pheasant perhaps, and score a snack for herself. However, that didn't seem to be an option now, what with the many ground predators roaming this land. A sigh left her delicate maw as she looked about, searching for something to entertain her.
A rabbit provided just that, scampering through the grasses right in front of her, and then fleeing like a bat out of hell. With a yip of glee, the dame chased it, tea cupped paws pattering over the ground as she raced after the brown creature. She chased it until her muscles started to ache, simply for the joy of doing it, and then the little bugger disappeared down it's burrow. A huff of disappointment shuddered through her pale flanks as she turned and padded towards the stream she could now hear babbling away a little ways off.
Padding down the bank, the gold and cream furred she wolf took in the crystalline waters before her. How quaint this little brook was, fitting in perfectly in the landscape. Haunches would slowly lower to the ground, pale gold tipped banner trailing out behind her. Tiara would lower between petite shoulders as the lady dipped her muzzle into the water and steadily lapped it up with a long salmon tongue. After her thirst was quenched, the twilight eyed wolfess lifted her head and licked stray drops from her muzzle.
A rabbit provided just that, scampering through the grasses right in front of her, and then fleeing like a bat out of hell. With a yip of glee, the dame chased it, tea cupped paws pattering over the ground as she raced after the brown creature. She chased it until her muscles started to ache, simply for the joy of doing it, and then the little bugger disappeared down it's burrow. A huff of disappointment shuddered through her pale flanks as she turned and padded towards the stream she could now hear babbling away a little ways off.
Padding down the bank, the gold and cream furred she wolf took in the crystalline waters before her. How quaint this little brook was, fitting in perfectly in the landscape. Haunches would slowly lower to the ground, pale gold tipped banner trailing out behind her. Tiara would lower between petite shoulders as the lady dipped her muzzle into the water and steadily lapped it up with a long salmon tongue. After her thirst was quenched, the twilight eyed wolfess lifted her head and licked stray drops from her muzzle.
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