Frost Bitten Daisies

*Six* · 02-10-2014, 07:13 PM

The heroine stared at the little brit as they observed each other. England. The land was slightly familiar as was the accent to match but it was not common to find a Wolf from another far away land. Six eyed the blonde babe with interest as she licked her lips. The rays of sunshine seemed to illuminate her thick pelt of jet black and pristine white fur. The woman was a beauty and anyone to saw otherwise was a fool. She kneaded the earth below with her claws as she watched the lovely landscape. Birds flew away and animals hid in their presence but it did not ruin the beauty of the clearing. A question was let forth in that lovely accent, it was a song to her audits. Six smirked and spoke, her alabaster fangs shined with each word. "I have lived here my entire life. I was born down south on one fo the islands. I now reside in the North and I love it." Oh how she loved her Glaciem and northern plains. Though, she would not be in Glaciem for much longer. The woman would reign rule of another petty pack. It was just a matter of time.

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