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Demons Never Die [Meeting]



Azalea

Loner

age
6 Years
gender
Female
gems
85
size
Medium
build
posts
444
player
05-20-2013, 09:31 PM




The young Adravendi entered the meeting with her head and tail high. It was a cool fall day and the season suited her well. The warm colors of dying leaves made her coat pop beautifully. Creamy white base overlaid only on her face in a rich brown inherited from her mother. Her amber colored eyes where purely her father's doing. With her winter coat coming in, the she-wolf was filling out, looking larger than her usual self.


Not quite a year old she still felt very much like a puppy but to the outside world she was a wolf of nearly her full growth. The plentiful lands of Valhalla allowed her body to grow well.


Eyes landed on Cairo first, at the head of the meeting. Adravendi wolves flocked to the heart of the meeting and perhaps Azalea was meant to be up there with them. She waded at the edges of the meeting though, looking for her personal family. She was not truly an Adravendi, not by blood. She started at the sight of a familiar shape. Her mother. Azalea visited her mother regularly but this was her first time in public in a long time. It appeared whatever had plagued her had finally moved to some other unsuspecting soul or died altogether.


"Mother," was her quaint but distant greeting as she came shoulder to shoulder with the wolf. The only show of affection evident in way she let their shoulders kiss. Soleil would try to lean in but too late, for Az was off again. She moved through the meeting finding those she knew the best and giving them personal greetings. Her eyes found a wolf, elder than her appearing the same age as her aunts and uncle. He did not pay notice to her, his eyes made only for Adravendi's of pure blood.


She was still curious about him, regardless of where his eyes fell. Anyway, she was too young be swayed by lovebugs. To her the dark male with his black and brown mottled coat was a mysterious fellow. A foreigner in a sea of blending faces.


"Hello," she greeted him politely, eyes to the front of the meeting rather than on him. Polite, slightly distant, but very much planning to attack him with questions, she just hoped to persuade him to begin the conversation.





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