Tell me lies, tell me sweet little lies
10-30-2014, 01:15 PM
The dainty she wolf would wake from a morning nap, her vibrant blue and purple eyes blinking open into the afternoon sun. She?d yawn widely as she lifted her features from her dark paws, legs stretching out before her as her mind thought on what she would do with the day presented to her. Dark chocolate fur would be dappled brightly by the sun?s rays filtering through the branches above. There were only a few leaves left, another sign that the winter would soon be upon them. She?d feel a slight shiver run up her back as a chilly wind would sweep by her. A sign it was time to get up and move. Her first thoughts were to go and see Harmony, to try and get her out of her lame funk to teach her some of the herbs she?d been learning. However, the scent of Motif would swiftly change her direction. Obviously it was her sister?s scent, but there was something different about it that she could not deny. Curious her form would take a turn, following after her sister?s scent she?d soon spy the form of her almost twin. Rhythm?s dark tail would wag behind her lazily as she loped up to her sister?s lazing form. She wouldn?t judge, she?d only just been doing the same thing. However a look of curiosity would flood her features as she leapt to the rock?s surface. "Motif, Are you feeling well?" She?d start as she moved closer to nuzzle her sister. The scent becoming stronger and more familiar as the seconds ticked by. "Speech" |