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She felt it was time to take a trip to the big city. It had been months since she'd come here, last time she did she was in her lupus form and well..she hurt herself. She had been with Dominick, and the thought of him lately angered her. How could he disappear like that and not say anything to her? It hurt her deeply to know her best friend and potential mate did that. Now she was left lonely and wondering if it was something she did? If she came on too strong, or if she--she didn't know. Moving closer to the large broken buildings she shifted into her Optime form. She as usual was still rather feral looking as she found clothing to be very uncomfortable and impractical in her mind. What was the point? Perhaps it was her father's roots in her. Her was very feral in behavior believing in the old ways despite the fact he mated with a dog--well part dog. It was this dog heritage that bothered her still, though she tried to look on the bright side of it. Dogs' were rather beautiful--some of them.
Moving through the rubble that littered the concrete jungle with small variants of mother nature she came back to the shop she loved the most out of here. It was a goth shop with many earrings, collars, bracelets, and other trinkets. She smiled as she walked inside the broken door frame. She licked her lips in excitement as her tail wagged behind her looking over the earrings. She thought about piercing her ears so many times before, and yet never had the guts to do it. Her favorites were the black ones. She always liked black and really didn't know why. Letting out a sigh, one of deep thought, she turned her attention to one of the many spiked and studded bracelets. It was obvious others have raided them before and since last she'd been here, but there were still some of her favorites left. This time she found herself trying them on looking out they fit and how they looked on her wrist. Her eyes softly admiring it.