Post by ~Thayet~ on Aug 12, 2006 13:02:41 GMT -5
The orange carpet, lay before the night painted femme, amber red, fawn. All the colours spread out before the she-wolf's amber orbs. She just stood there, if anyone saw her, they would probably stop, look, and say in thier heads. "Huh? What on earth is she doing?" and then walk one. Not another thought about, the still black pelted wolf. Thayet, stepped forward, her figure disappearing into the forest. She was normal, as far as wolves went, no powers wings or odd colours. She was just Thayet trhough and through. The sun was begining it's slow descent to the horizen, the she-wolf sighed, not another soul. As usual. Digging at the leaves, the wolf circled and lay on the leaf carpet, resting her muzzle on her tail.
