Rhythmical Creation of Beauty

She stared at the sky until a familiar scent had hit her nose. She smiled softly, she male whom met her when she tumbled. Her head turned to see the male, she tilted her head. Her long russet and black tail flicked around behind her. She stayed on her large boulder, she felt powerful. False power did things to small fae's. He spoke to her after a dip of his head. She let her head dip down in a bow as well. Her eyes connected to his. "I can smell the blood, I understand the dangers. Though I promise you none of the brutes in which would try to harm me could out run these little legs." She giggled softly.

More of the male's words entered her red ears. She offered him a gentle smile a she let her tongue flick across her muzzle. He offered her a pack, he sold it well but that would not do it for her. She would sit on her haunches as words escaped her muzzle. "Explain this pack to me. What sort of personalities do the members have? What is the goal of the pack? Also what is your name?" Her voice was sweet, like velvet. "Also, my name is Cody." She snickered softly, her eyes twinkled with excitement.




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