Pure
06-08-2014, 10:05 PM
(This post was last modified: 06-08-2014, 10:12 PM by Misha.)
The view was spectacular this wintery evening. The sunset here was always beautiful against the white backgrounds of the northern winter elegance, but something was different this night. The dusk was enticing to the female, inviting her to stay and watch. Misha would make her way to the edge of the Kennocha lake, her favorite place to let herself go and be herself. It was such a peaceful setting, one so easily to get lost in the solitude. The small femme would let a soft sigh escape her ebony lips as she would seat herself on her haunches, taking in notice of the other wolf seeking peace at the Kennocha lake as well. Misha would open her maw, throwing up a greeting, melodic chords ringing in the winter air. "Sup?" |