Little Red Corvette
07-02-2014, 10:12 PM
She was bruised and battered, fresh wounds only starting to heal. Her steps were slow, her usual fluid movements were interrupted by a small limp. She hadn't returned to these cliffs in sometime, and it probably wasnt the best terrain to navigate, but she was determined. She loved the way the ocean breeze splashed over her face and played with her pelt. The salty air already invaded her nostrils and then tension in her body seemed to slip away. But, the russet woman would not be alone. A strangers scent lingered, and it wasn't until she got closer that she would see his shadow. His dark pelt would have kept him well hidden had it not been for the moon that shone brightly. The woman would allow a paw to drag across the terrain, disrupting the silence with stumbling rocks. She would bring her russet frame to a halt, tired eyes brightening with curiosity. Tattered audits slide forward, slow steps would bring her a bit closer, though she still gave the man a width girth. She was in no condition to fight, Maija was already going to have a fit that she was traveling. "Hello." Smooth lyrics rolled off her tongue softly, a small smile playing on freshly marred lips. "Talk" "You" Think |
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