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*Misha* · 06-21-2014, 11:35 PM

The grey sky would wash a calm feeling over the fae, the snow under her paws not fully melted yet. Winter was her favorite season, for she was born in it after all. She was walking in the woods to find something to eat, something to hold her off.Even though she sucked at hunting, she could still catch a few things. A white, snowshoe hare would catch Misha's attention as it bounced along in the forest, looking for a meal of it's own. White underbelly would skim the white snow as she would crouch down and slink over to the rabbit, stalking the hare. Misha would crawl over behind it.. Now if she could just pou-- her paw would snap a twig, causing her the spotlight for the rabbit to find her and run. "Damnit," she would curse, walking away from her failed hunt, deeper into the woods.

Her muzzle would lift into the air, black nose twitching with the scent of a fresh kill in it. "Oh shit. Tortugan lands with a recent kill in it." Well that was rare for her to stumble upon. Another wolf. And by the scent this one carried, it was unfamiliar to Misha. She would walk up to the sleeping brute, standing a few yards away. "Yo." she would bark up, in a soft greeting.

(OOC; Shitty post. I apologize ;_;)

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