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01-21-2013, 12:21 PM
Ayaka padded through the soft sands of the desert. The sun’s rays beat down on her rusty pelt. She let her pink tounge loll from her mouth. The frail framed she-wolf stopped in her tracks. The lupa’s fiery orbs scanned the land looking for another living thing. All she saw were the birds that flew high above her. With a sigh, she pushed forward. Her ears twitched from side to side picking up ever sound that was around her. All she heard was the bird’s lovely songs and her delicate paws tapping the sand that flooded the ground. Lifting up her golden red cranium, she let a strong howl escape her throat. Ending her howl, she again started to prance off.
The black guard hairs on the tip of her pelt bristled in the little breeze. Lifting her maw in the air, she took a breath inhaling the scents around her. Faint horse traces where everywhere. Had she found a herd? Ayaka’s white lined lips lifted into a smile. She did not know what made her love equines so much. Maybe their beauty? Maybe their gracefulness? The fae just knew that there was something about them that drew her to them. She would love to meet another. Visions of when she would sneak away from her pack to go watch the horse herd that lived fairly close popped into her head. They always tried to drive her away, but because of her speed and agility, she was always able to escape their deadly blows. Even that did not stop her though.
Her daydreams then broke at the sight of a of light green grass and tall palm trees with a lake placed right in the middle. With her head slightly cocked, she walked forward. The rusty pelted she-wolf placed a fragile paw into the cool water. Lowering her snout into the water, Ayaka lapped up the clean water, refreshing her body. Lifting her maw up, she looked around her, watching and waiting.
The black guard hairs on the tip of her pelt bristled in the little breeze. Lifting her maw in the air, she took a breath inhaling the scents around her. Faint horse traces where everywhere. Had she found a herd? Ayaka’s white lined lips lifted into a smile. She did not know what made her love equines so much. Maybe their beauty? Maybe their gracefulness? The fae just knew that there was something about them that drew her to them. She would love to meet another. Visions of when she would sneak away from her pack to go watch the horse herd that lived fairly close popped into her head. They always tried to drive her away, but because of her speed and agility, she was always able to escape their deadly blows. Even that did not stop her though.
Her daydreams then broke at the sight of a of light green grass and tall palm trees with a lake placed right in the middle. With her head slightly cocked, she walked forward. The rusty pelted she-wolf placed a fragile paw into the cool water. Lowering her snout into the water, Ayaka lapped up the clean water, refreshing her body. Lifting her maw up, she looked around her, watching and waiting.
