Rhythmical Creation of Beauty

Little red flashes of fur darted across the plain. She ran as quick as she could. For what reason? None. She just wanted to run. The russet girl's paws thudded on the ground like little lightening bolts. Scents of blood and many other Wolves flooded her little black nose. She enjoyed these lands. She had only met one soul although. A dammed Bear for heaven's sakes! She had never met such a creature before, it was all to scary for her liking.

Her form slowed as she came upon a larger rock. A boulder. Cody hopped onto it and caught her breath. Her lungs heaved for air, a little pink tongue flicked across ebony lips as she did so. She felt tall for once. The fae stood proud, she came here for one reason. To be claimed. The little girl let her head flick up and a ear piercing howl was let forth. She called leaders and high ranked members of these packs to come forth and have their way at her. A little smirk would flick across her muzzle as she waited.




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