Inside These Pages you HOLD Me

Lyria shivered, the cold seeming to chill the tiny girl's bones as she moved forwards, ears pressed flat against her skull. A soft snort escaped the ghost's jaws. And this was supposed to be Spring? Another shiver went through her body, as she made her way forwards. She might as well continue on her way; there was no reason for her to just be sitting around there, freezing. Her tail swished behind her, her mainly ivory fur sleek and offering no extra warmth. As she pushed on, she stopped as she noticed a dented thing, sticking out of the ground. It wasn't anything shiny, but seemed to have a scent a lot like that of blood. Hesitantly, the tiny girl moved closer, nudging the unknown item with her nose. "What is this?" Her voice was soft as she nudged the item again. Another scent made her look up, her blue violet gaze searching until she found another wolf, one who had the same ivory color as she. The only difference was that this wolf was much taller. Shivering, Lyria made her way towards the female, debating on if she was really going to do what she was planning. As she moved closer, she saw the black markings on the female's face. After she was close enough, she stopped and pressed against the female's side, another shiver going through her.

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