Mmmm, fields of gold, drizzled in green. Spring, yet the grasses were still made of gold, but decorated sparsely in emerald. Emerald in which would inevitably consume all of the land in time - perhaps, in the coming rains. A chill to the air was present, though that too would not last. Dawn painted the gold terrain even more vividly as it welcomed the new day with its hues of orange. Silver still bled in the sky and stars were still visible. Stars in which mirrored the flecks of white that permanently stained her face. She was a walking galaxy - an onyx pelt with swirls of color along with stars that kissed her face and orbs in which were two-toned blue with hints of pink mocked the celestial gases that existed in space. The flavor of other deliciously consumed the air. Her victims were nearby and soon they would meet for no creature could possibly resist her otherworldly beauty - alien. Venus was bold and welcomed the company of others. So she would raise her maw to the heavens, lips parted only slightly, and release a howl that would call to any who dare be brave enough to answer. If it were male - she would woo him. If it were female - perhaps, an attack or she may even attempt to woo her as well. Either way, they were all her victims and she was toxic. my actions | my words | my thoughts

Slate colored limbs would propel her forwards, lithe paws carrying her dainty form over the grass of her home. She had lived many places in the last year, but with Crucifix planting his pack on these lands she considered them her home just as much the island or Valhalla. It was early that morning as she took to patrolling the chilly borders, though she was sure with the spring sun the temperature would warm. A small smile was fixated upon her dainty maw, life was beautiful now. Thoughts of innocent pups would fill her mind as her proud form took to the borders, dark ears would perk up as she heard a song beckon forth. Curiosity would push her paws onward as she looked to see who had found themselves at the edge of Solstice borders. She?d tilt her head as she came upon the stunning woman, wondering what she intended. The scent of Abaven was clearly marked upon her coat, did she seek a favor? ?Greetings Abaven member, what brings you here?? Twig?s gentle voice would flow forth, not incredibly friendly but she?d softened to strangers more recently. ~"Twig"~

Seconds, inevitably, passed rapidly. Born for only a brief moment and to die soon after. Then those second's would pile on top of one another creating a hill in which we title "minute." And the minutes would grow into a large mass that is so familiarly called "hour." Dawn, too, had died. It was early morning and dew kissed each blade of gold. Bathing each one of them in preparation for their new day to come. A soft cloud of fog rolled low upon the terrain - hugging it as if it were the arm of a god. The damp atmosphere was welcoming. It created an almost euphoric feeling of pleasure with its sweet, cool caress. The frame of another wolf appeared slowly from the surrounding fog. The creature blended in fairly well with the ivory smoke. Though, onyx markings screamed of her presence. The newcomer was female, how unfortunate. Though, she would see where this encounter would lead. Tolerance for women was almost nonexistent. Venus faced the woman directly. Her body automatically adjusted her balance and dug claws into the soil. Just to be safe in case this stranger decided to act viciously toward her presence. For immediately she knew she had crossed pack borders. The stranger recognized the pack aroma she carried upon her pelt. Though, that was rather disappointing. Immediately, her body relaxed it's stance. Becoming somewhat more welcoming. Though, she desired to taste this bitch's blood upon her tongue - it would only bring tension to Bass's pack. Venus respected Bass and so would, unwillingly, respect this woman. That, I too, am unsure of. My name is Venus. I suppose my mind desired a refreshing scenery. One beyond Abaven's borders. Venus was careful to meet the woman's gaze once she drew near. Motley eyes dared not leave the woman's eyes. For that would be a sign of submission and submission to a female simply did not happen. my actions | my words | my thoughts

She?d been granted a high dose of patience since having two children running around. They were well behaved, but still the world had become more tolerable. The woman would come to face her as she made an approach, obviously over the clearly marked borders. She didn?t seem particularly sorry about it, but with Cru?s friendship with Bass she held little doubt that she was allowed her. Venus would relax as words were spoken though, an answer quickly coming after the question was asked. She would almost feel her authority being challenged as the odd marked girl as her eyes would keep themselves connected to her own violet ones. Still, it was respectful to give her full attention. Twig would keep her smile still, feeling a similar feeling of need to see different scenery. ?I know those feelings.? She found at least a small connection to this wolf. ?Would you like to walk with me?? ~Twig~

The stranger's words would ring out once more, still laced with the same friendly timbre. Ah, that was too bad. The woman offered a smile, but Venus did not offer one in return. Smiles were for the weak, or at least in her opinion they were. In fact, she could not recall smiling just once. So her expression would remain neutral. No anger and sign of happiness would decorate her body - just her usual regal stance and serious gaze. After all, she felt superior to any wolf that tread upon the grounds of Alacritis. An invitation, the stranger would offer. She asked her to talk a walk with her. For what? Perhaps it was a death trap. Now that would make her day all the more thrilling. And so Venus would accept the woman's offer in secret hopes that things turned all the more interesting. Yes, I suppose new company would be rather welcoming. The same faces and voices grow tiring after some time. my actions | my words | my thoughts

Venus seemed rather emotionless, it was kind of odd for Twig, having lived with family for so long. She was once much colder than she was now, but life had been rather kind to the marked fea. So she would let the other wolf be, she seemed rather neutral which was tolerable. Of course her only ulterior motive to walking with the other woman was to keep an eye on her. It was possible Crucifix would show up to steer her in the right direction. She still wasn?t completely sure the other wolf was really supposed to be there. Still she would accept the offer of a walk, ?My name is Twig by the way, just for future reference.? Her tail would sweep over her back instinctually as she turned to find the path she?d been distracted from earlier. ?Other than monotonous how?s life in Abaven? I?ve heard rather little of it.? Speech,

The lady would call herself "Twig." Hmm, such a unique name for a wolf. Though Venus had no desire for this woman's company, she would humor her and hope something interesting came of this. Besides, she was intruding on pack lands, right? Mmm, though, bringing issues to Bass would not do! Ah, such a situation. Intruding upon pack lands would be something to avoid in the future. Then it would not matter as much if her company's blood spilled upon the soil. Ah, life in Abaven could be better but I cannot complain. It is rather uneventful for my tastes, but Bass is a soft hearted leader. He is young and has much to learn. It is kind of interesting to see him blossom as he continues his path as king. Such stress it must be on such a young soul. How about your pack, Twig? Was it not important to know of this pack's personality. Of course it would be beneficial in the future if she decided to pursue a pack of her own or became leader alongside of her youthful alpha. Maybe meeting this pack was not such a bad idea for her future desires. my actions | my words | my thoughts