kissing lit matches

*Loutka* · 04-24-2014, 06:31 PM

Miserable, that what this place was. He couldn't find one suitable den for himself and now was stuck moving around with the thought of all these wolves around. He didn't give a crap about what they wanted, or their idiotic pack factions he had no connections to, so why even try to offer. If Loutka wanted to join a pack, he'd go to them, not wait to be asked to join the ranks. Here though, there was many old human things to look at. Bottles and more, making him feel a bit more at ease, and a bit more at home. Yet he did not see any cities, nor large buildings he was used to watching and denning in. Regardless, it was better than nothing and he hated to admit it was a stupid search. But usually the human dens had more cover, and more comfort than any rock den had provided for him in his life.
His delicate feminine body would swing within the moonlight, the scent of a wolf hit him and he already knew that from miles away. Though what ever wolf would walk through this he probably guessed had nothing better to do. Possibly a loner just like him, but all the same he wasn't one to care much. His emotions were very tied down, it was hard to break through them. Easily enough, his pain was something to be shares, because if he was miserable why couldn't everybody else.
Blue crystal eyes would shine noting the appearance of the ebony princess, ever so clearly shorter than him. His tail twitched, th same ebony appearance as his own. The same silky fur rather as well, but those eyes were ever so different. Maybe the only differences between them being the eyes when he was truly a woman but never did see himself that way since a young age. Though he had debated approaching or ignoring her. His body shifted, and he started walking to her side. Wondering what she would do, it'd be more fun if she was the one who called out to him, or wished for his company which he cared not for her.

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