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The woman did not often have occasion to rest, frequently pushing her body to its utter limits before she took a break. She was not the type to afford herself unnecessary breaks, thinking them an obnoxious waste of time that she would rather not engage in if she had the choice. But sometimes her body needed to pause for a moment and relax, allowing her taught muscles the chance to rejuvenate and return back to their optimal form. When times like this occurred, she was happiest to be on four legs; Linquilea found the bi-pedal form to be useful only at certain opportunities. In her heart, she was a wolf and always would be, and there was no shame in that.
There was, however, shame in forgetting the ancestry of her species. It was a pity that she had seen so much of that since her arrival to this strange area. Perhaps where she was from was slightly less advanced, but Linquilea could not help but begrudgingly admit that it was her preferred form of living. That was not to say the woman was not still aristocratic and powerful - she did not let that particular nuance of her personality often show, though she would readily inform others that they were ignorant if they utterly abandoned their wolfish ways. It did not make sense to her.
Her golden eyes had drifted shut for a moment and her large skull threatened to fall upon her paws, but she held it up with more energy exerted than normal. She was tired - the journey here had been long, and her body was not in its youthful prime anymore. There were times when she felt the tendrils of age curling around her, threatening to pull her down into the syrupy abyss, but Linquilea fought it passionately, and often won.
However, her rest was disrupted by the scent of another creature, unfamiliar and youthful. Golden eyes narrowed as she trained them towards the disruption, following the perfume until her eyes rested upon a young girl gawking at her. "Who goes there?" the woman commanded, standing immediately and bringing herself to her full dominant stature. Dark ears perked forward and her tail curled high above her back as she narrowed her eyes at the adolescent girl. "Name yourself."
Lea bust is by Libri; the table code from the mentors!
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