faye
Centena Accord
Duchess[M:-200][A:3]
I'd prefer to reason with you, but beware, for lightning strikes fast... (Created by Kas)
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Post by faye on Jul 15, 2011 10:35:46 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,465,true] | [bg=ffff00] Faye the Sage was lying down in a patch of wildflowers, rather lazily swishing her white tail back and forth. Her yellow eyes mirrored the afternoon sun, and she lay peacefully in her own "garden", letting the sun's warm rays touch her white fur. Since she was such a light color, the sun didn't affect her as drastically as other darker wolves, such as the black pelt of her mate, Raynor. Mate, she thought joyfully to herself with a contented sigh: It had a nice ring to it.
She stood up and stretched her long, graceful body, yawning after her impromptu nap. Now it was time to get a move on back to the Connewa Meadow, her homeland. She made her way slowly and with no great haste, since she had decided she needed the day off from pack duties, and she'd be back by nightfall anyways. Her pack was her pride and she was fiercely loyal to it, and didn't like being too far from it. The blue markings on her legs were slightly covered by the long, swaying summer grasses as butterflies flitted to and fro: It was a beautiful afternoon, soon evening. It was peaceful. | |
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