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The purple woman's scent was rather strong upon the Covari lands, wishing to make rouges well aware that it is strictly no entry. The pack had grown rather huge under Viridianas rule, and the nymph fears that they may have to claim more lands very soon. It was nearing mid afternoon and the Rani would slink swiftly away from her home; though not straying to far. Desireé always made sure to remain close enough to hear a cry or to hear an attack- she was always a very cautious being. Her heart was still filled with gold; a pure and beautiful thing, though evil may never crack its surface; at least not yet. Her mismatched gaze would roam the woods, her lilac fur brushing past the skeletal trees as she meanders around them with a simple swagger to her step. Desireé was doing nothing in particular; though she wanted something intriguing to catch her eye. She would take in the glitter of sun beaming down on the dusty floors; letting it roam her delicate body just for a little while; before pulling away into the blackened shadows to sit and observe the scenery.
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Bera seemed uncertain, and for a moment Freyja's own confidence wavered. Perhaps she was mistaken, perhaps this was not the sister she'd known in her youth... But no. There in her cheekbones, in the set of her shoulders, and in what remained of her ears. The blood was evident. "That's the best greeting you can think of for your long-lost sister? I have half a mind to be offended!" She chuckled and walked in a slow circle around Bera, taking in every angle. She looked well. Bound to be a large woman, especially if she had any growing left to do. A fine warrior, and a proud recipient of their father's blood. Well, looks like you got this one right Father, she thought with a sarcastic bite. At least Freyja still had her looks. "You look well, Bera." Of course, it would be mortifying if she was mistaken but she would cross that creek when she came to it. And what a strike of luck that she would be assigned to this young fae for training. Thoughts ran rampant through her mind, planning this and assessing that. She would have to determine where Bera stood, what she had learned prior to joining Yfir, and what had befallen her since Freyja had seen her last. |
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His cranium dipped lower as he traces inches away from her skeletal spine, to follow on to the hind leg. what was he doing? The large cranium he beholds would once more look into her, finding a way to answer her question. It all seemed wrong. She was no genius, but the way he held back for a few moments made her question. Never the less she knew not to root further then one wishes to go, right? " Hey, maybe im the right company!" Though- she yearned excitement it would never last long, after all her scent was claimed by another. Or shall we say, by a loyal pack.
The Pale pink nose would scrunch up, before nearing closer to his placid face. " I ask because i believe that no wolf should be alone as the war is now over." The pale blue eyes where printed with the markings of two half moons, how come prodigy never possessed anything interesting looking? A sigh was her only answer. " Can i poke your markings?" That was an example of how she didn't know of social boundaries, no one ever decided to tell her of them. Sol could very well be the first to punish the youth if he sees fit.
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Bera seemed uncertain, and for a moment Freyja's own confidence wavered. Perhaps she was mistaken, perhaps this was not the sister she'd known in her youth... But no. There in her cheekbones, in the set of her shoulders, and in what remained of her ears. The blood was evident. "That's the best greeting you can think of for your long-lost sister? I have half a mind to be offended!" She chuckled and walked in a slow circle around Bera, taking in every angle. She looked well. Bound to be a large woman, especially if she had any growing left to do. A fine warrior, and a proud recipient of their father's blood. Well, looks like you got this one right Father, she thought with a sarcastic bite. At least Freyja still had her looks. "You look well, Bera." Of course, it would be mortifying if she was mistaken but she would cross that creek when she came to it. And what a strike of luck that she would be assigned to this young fae for training. Thoughts ran rampant through her mind, planning this and assessing that. She would have to determine where Bera stood, what she had learned prior to joining Yfir, and what had befallen her since Freyja had seen her last. |
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Bera seemed uncertain, and for a moment Freyja's own confidence wavered. Perhaps she was mistaken, perhaps this was not the sister she'd known in her youth... But no. There in her cheekbones, in the set of her shoulders, and in what remained of her ears. The blood was evident. "That's the best greeting you can think of for your long-lost sister? I have half a mind to be offended!" She chuckled and walked in a slow circle around Bera, taking in every angle. She looked well. Bound to be a large woman, especially if she had any growing left to do. A fine warrior, and a proud recipient of their father's blood. Well, looks like you got this one right Father, she thought with a sarcastic bite. At least Freyja still had her looks. "You look well, Bera." Of course, it would be mortifying if she was mistaken but she would cross that creek when she came to it. And what a strike of luck that she would be assigned to this young fae for training. Thoughts ran rampant through her mind, planning this and assessing that. She would have to determine where Bera stood, what she had learned prior to joining Yfir, and what had befallen her since Freyja had seen her last. |
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