Like a Sandstorm

N/A · 04-03-2015, 08:52 AM

The wolf perked her ears up at the voice, narrowing in onto the russet blur in the distance. No malice, huh? Better check herself. Nope, no malice to be seen. She even washed her face of the blood after eating.

So she pranced on happily, as she approached the land the air became more breathable and the ground under her paws started to feel fertile.

"This is more like it. Has the desert been hiding this the whole time?" She spoke with a more casual tone now. Naturally, casual for her was a bit on the loud side. "Are you the handsome gent who runs this then?"

{"Show your pack pride."/'and remember those who died.'}

Code by Andy

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Like a Sandstorm

Cybele