Washed Ashore [joining]
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Savina was in luck. It wasn't long before she noticed the male luperci coming towards her. It seemed so weird to her to see a wolf in that form. Although she was a luperci herself, her family had gone back to living as normal wolves in the wilderness of Italy, and she rarely changed out of her wolf form. The surprises kept coming, luckily pleasant ones. Her ears perked up even more when she heard the male talk to her in Italian. How lucky could she be? The female heaved a sigh of relief as she responded. "Non credo che sia troppo cattivo, comunque il mio corpo è molto debole e ho paura la mia gamba sinistra posteriore deve essere ferito."



Once again Savina attempted to raise herself, and again the same result. Pain shot up through her left back flank and she grimaced as she sunk back down to the sand. She turned back to the smoke colored luperci and gave him a bit of a smile. "Sono così riconoscente che lei mi ha trovato non appena lei ha fatto. Non solo ciò, ma come fortunato che parliamo la stessa lingua. Sembra la mia fortuna si deve si girare. Mi chiamo Savina Marino e sono più felice di incontrarla." She dipped her head in respect. Whether or not he was the leader of this pack, these were his lands and as such she had to show him the proper conduct of an outsider. Not only that, but soon she would owe him much more for his help.
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