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less is by nat.
The female was aware her scent trail had been followed, and she had climbed up into a nearby tree for refuge. It was interesting, watching the coyote and her following track her scent. It was annoying to do, but the scent of Salsola had to be covered so they could keep their secrecy, otherwise they would surely be compromised. The female usually took a long ocean bath if she was planning to leave, following with rubbing honeysuckle and other fragrant scented plants all over her body and storing it in the various pockets of her utility belt that she freqeuently wore. It usually worked, Alessandra never had to worry about the wrong kind of people following her and even if they did, well, Less was the wrong kind of person to follow in most cases.
Idly she watched the two from the tree branches, hidden and shielded from sight by the thick canopy that spring provided. Smirking, her ears flicked forward as she heard the younger of the two, a dog hybrid, question the scent. Wouldn't they like to know. Well, she was in a playful mood today, maybe she would share her secret with these two travellers. Unlike her, their pack scent hung in the air heavily around them, though she wasn't familiar with what pack it was from. Sighing, the ebony dame shifted her position and dropped to a lower branch, the thick appendages extending from the large trunk creaking from the sudden shift in weight. Stepping through the branches, she made her way down from where she had been and let herself come into sight of the other two.
Her wolf skull hung at her utility belt, somewhat hidden in the waves of her cloak. The silky stark white waves of her hair hung to her waist, clean and in perfect order. The woman had chalked her face especially well this day, hoping to give whomever ran into her on this day a glimpse of mortality. A crooked smile hung itself on her features, her icy blue eyes glittered in the morning light. " You guys like the way I smell? " She purred, one slender hand on the thick tree trunk with the other on her hip.
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