The Steps of an old ghost...
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Angel had been gone for far too long from her homeland. Being away from it made her sick at times with the sadness that flowed through her like a mighty river; powerful and endless. The black fur along the back of the neck, down the spine, and to the base of the tail was still dappled silver and throughout the rest of her body now silver had begun to develop. It was interesting how her pelt was beginning to from black to silver in a matter of months. The cyan colored eyes glittered with happiness as she neared her old cabin covered in the red ivy she liked so much. Her body had indeed changed from something so bulky and muscular to something more lighter and slender. Her time away had caused her to lose some weight she thought and perhaps it would be best to try and regain that weight.

Once she made it to her cabin she noticed first off how dirty it was! Massive cobwebs in the stalls, dust a mile high, windows that were darker than mud - blech! Secondly she noticed that her horses were gone too. Sad as it was she knew she would have to collect more for her medicinal studies as needed. Sighing she placed a paw with opposable thumbs on the handle and turned the door to only hear it creak loudly as she opened it. It was a painful sort of sound she knew she would have to correct later on but upon entering her house she noticed it too was a wreck and at least two of the windows had been some what ripped open - since wolves can't make glass anyway. Sighing she noticed at how the room was a mess like a tornado had gone through and she decided perhaps that this would be a good opportunity to start cleaning the place. So upon putting her bags down she decided to at least get this under control before heading to the next step of her plans for today.


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