Forgotten in a world that still whispers my name

N/A · 11-27-2014, 10:56 PM

The presence in the forest finally revealed itself, showing his full height and all of his intricate tribal decorations. Pandora took them in all in with a bright turquoise blue gaze, wondering what the stories were behind such feathers and beads. She could only imagine that he was part of a tribe, a group of wolves that probably did not like strangers appearing from the middle of nowhere. Her eyes roved across his body to take in the details that would be missed if he ran away, but she was so mesmerized by his sudden appearance that only her ears perked at his broken English. She broke contact from his dark form to only look at his soft gaze. He was definitely serious.

When he had approached, she had been tempted to rise and move to a spot further from him. However, the thought of him becoming upset by her heat scent made her stay glued to the ground. Her tail tightened around her grounded paws and she moved her front legs to daintily plant her golden-dipped paws side-by-side. Ears remained perked with attention and she felt her skin prickle, creating a wave to run down her spine. Pandora timidly blinked and instead of submissively agreeing and departing, she flicked both ears in random directions, wondering if there were other wolves out there like him in the forest this late at night. Finally, she cleared her throat and softly asked, "Who...are you?" If he didn't understand that, then she would have no choice but to leave.

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