WC:: 700 Yay this will be like half hour or so after she just got accepted.

Everything was happening so fast and the siamese coated femme was in a complete daze. The alpha, Zalen, had just welcomed her into the pack after she had made an overly submissive fool of herself, and Noah, she had learned his name when Zalen spoke it, had led her into the heart of “New Dawn.” Her new home. She couldn’t remember how long she had been following the silver male or what he had said to her when he left her to her own devices, but the young lady realized she hadn’t even uttered her name. Beside herself, the pretty girl grinned and suddenly was rolling on the ground marking the fauna beneath her with her own scent to join the pack and most likely sending up a riot of of sweet heat scent into the air. She giggled softly to herself and rolled back unto her four paws, not realizing twigs and leaves were stuck in her blonde mane. I did it...I found a home all by myself. The thought filled her head and the feeling of warmth and happiness for the first time in weeks spread throughout her body.

New Dawn... she mused. This was to be her new pack, her new place in the world. She thought of her family and sent a silent prayer to the heavens that they were doing okay, today was a good day...today she felt alive. But with that, Palaydrian became uncomfortably aware for the first time today that she was still in heat. She’d lost count of the days that had passed since it had started again. 3 or 4? When does it end This would be her second heat cycle and she was still very much so embarrassed and unsure of the feelings that coursed through her. One thing she did know, was that she didn’t trust her mind in this red-haze-state, but now that her guard was down, all those warm and fuzzy feelings were creeping back into her. The femme shook her head in attempt to clear her mind and continued walking in the direction Noah had indicated.

I wonder how many wolves live here? She thought to herself as her keen nose tasted all of the unfamiliar scents. Zalen’s musk was everywhere and it very much dominated the surroundings, but as she was nearing what she presumed was the den, a multitude of fresh perfume hit her blood stained snout. Drin knew she’d have to get used to this, but the sudden change almost made her cry. She immediately thought of her family she left behind and everything familiar which was now weeks away from where she was standing. You’re stronger than this! She chided herself and continued walking into the wall of smells. Clearing the forest she stumbled upon the impressive face of what she assumed was the pack den, but her one sea glass green eye and her opposite gold dominant orb locked onto the peculiar colors of yet another werewolf. She’d never seen the fur color of the young male sitting neath a tree by the den, other than the pelt of the fox family back in her old lands. Is he even a wolf? She asked herself as she slowly continued forward.

Drin noticed the odd object he held in his hands. These lands were certainly strange, but everything she saw reminded her of the stories her mother had told her about this place. Here a wolf could stand on two legs without the stigma of a forever four legged pack judging them. She itched to shift, but stayed in her lupine form, stopping a few feet away from her new fellow pack member. “Umm...hello,” she cleared her throat, “I’m sorry if I’m interrupting you, it’s just that I’m...well I’m new here and...” she trailed off and looked away, suddenly finding herself without words. Don’t clam up now! “My name is Palaydrian Soul.” She abruptly introduced herself and lowered herself in submission. The heat began to climb into her limbs.

WC:: 441 Cuteness!

Now that she was no longer in a formal setting, she was becoming very aware of the male in front of her. With Noah and Zalen she almost felt asexual, her manners coming first before her feminine needs and wants, but about an hour later and in the presence of yet another male stranger, Drin was forgetting herself. Was heat meant to drive a usually respectable female crazy? The cream girl moved out of her submissive pose and straightened up her stance to a comfortable four legged standing position. The male’s first words poured into her seal point ears and caused a small flirtatious smile to spread across her dark grey lips. He seemed to be just as nervous as she was, and her secular heterochromia eyes didn’t miss the way his tail perked up in harmless attention. Much like a schoolgirl, she suddenly felt shy and coy, but very much so wanted to continue speaking with the stranger.

She watched as his red hands put away the object he was looking at and she drew closer when he dropped his name. Jiva Takekuro. She repeated and wordlessly mouthed as he briefly turned his head away and back to her with a question. Drin, full of butterflies, quickly centered herself and grabbed hold of her newfound confidence as she came even closer. She stopped near one of his outstretched hind legs and settled on her haunches in a relaxed sitting position, though nothing about her was very relaxed. The femme looked into his eyes and realized he too shared a form of the genetic mutation she carried. Her smile spread in recognition before she answered, “By new I meant just accepted, about a hour ago,” she blushed, slightly feeling silly and brazen for locking eyes with him. Her two toned eyes averted down to the ground before she looked up again, “Mind showing me the ropes?” She asked, hoping she hadn’t been too forward in her flirting.

“I mean if you’re not too busy or anything...again I don’t mean to intrude or-or be rude,” the nerves had gotten the best of her again. She poked her rose tongue out in a comical expression and immediately lifted a seal point paw to cover her muzzle. Could I be any more embarrassing?! Now thoroughly mortified, Palaydrian whine pathetically before her paw dropped and she regained her composure. “I’m normally not this...socially awkward...” she laughed slightly, hoping he’d find her to be amusing instead of annoying. Heat was such a strange thing.

WC:: 490 Love this thread!

Drin felt her limbs going weak when Jiva’s purple and green eyes respectively, met her two toned eyes again and he seemed more than happy to show her around. She giggled again as the butterflies in her stomach seemed to make their way to her heart, making it pound faster and faster in response. She felt relieved that he was so welcoming and hoped that the rest of the New Dawn pack was just as friendly, but at the moment all of her thoughts were for Jiva. The siamese coated femme backed up when the handsome packmate moved the strange objects away from himself and stood up to shift. Her eyes drank him in before he morphed before her eyes. Drin found her maw slightly agape at being allowed audience to something she had only seen her family members do. She immediately admired the wolf’s candidness and hoped she could be as open with him. Maybe someday I’ll let him see me... she mused with a slight smile on her maw as he spoke to her again.

She chuckled with relief at what he said as he obviously found her comment to be a familiar feeling. Her smile broadened and again she found herself staring into his eyes and breathing him in. The only other wolf she’d seen with heterochromia was her father, but his eyes had been one blue and one hazel...an echo of what her’s were. Paradise.. the thought swam in her hormone crazed mind. Be cool, be cool! She warned herself. Jiva asked her where she’d like to go and the blood scent on her muzzle didn’t take her long to decide. “How about somewhere to wash up?” She asked with a teasing smile. “I probably look like a wreck...and I just recently caught myself some lunch,” she laughed easily again before she found herself looking into his eyes again. “I’m sorry if it seems like I’m staring....but your eyes, they-they’re beautiful. I mean-they’re so...” she breathed out, “different like mine. I love them.” Did she just blurt that out? Heat rose to her cheeks, and Drin averted her gaze, but forced herself to slowly bring it up to meet his again.

Smitten like a kitten? Yes. During her first cycle she had been so confused and dead set on avoiding the opposite sex, but this was her second cycle, and this was her new start. Drin must have gained some sort of self confidence in the wilderness all by herself and something about it was intoxicating. For once she felt free and empowered by her own decisions. Blame it on the heat, but usually she was skeptical of starting friendships with anyone, but Javin was different...his friendliness and obvious nerves settled her and made her want to get to know him more.

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Twitter-pegged was the word. Palaydrian’s eyes hungrily drank in Jiva as the shock registered on his face over her newfound passion. He must like me too... she thought, and her blush only deepened while he stumbled through a ‘thank you’ and physically shook his body as if to rid himself of raindrops. She gave him a warm smile to match his goofy one now that she knew she wasn’t the only one feeling as if she was on cloud 9. His two toned eyes left her for a second in his own embarrassment, but it gave her the chance to bit her lip and burry a wide grin in her shoulder before he continued. Drin couldn’t believe the rush of emotions she was feeling for a complete stranger. Sure they were packmates, but she had just met the guy! But now was not the time for thinking logically, the female felt playful and flirty, and as far as she was concerned, Drin felt Jiva was in the same boat.

She was relieved when Jiva turned to lead the way. A breakup from the intense moment they had minutes ago would allow them both to collect their thoughts. Drin delayed at first, taking humorous pleasure in the way he stiffly moved, but the female soon caught up and found herself drifting closer and closer to him as they walked along. Ah, the age old question drifted between the two and instead of tensing up, Drin found herself spilling the beans. “It might sound silly, but I’m chasing a pup hood story,” she said with a laugh. “My grandmother grew up in place called Bleeding Souls, and I decided that I wanted to find those lands someday. I set off on my adventure a lot earlier than expected though...” she trailed off unsure of whether or not she was ready to share what had happened a few weeks ago and what ultimately pushed her out of her homelands. The sound of the river a little bit away tickled her ears.

Palaydrian slowed down her gait and stopped to look at Jiva in those captivating eyes again. She knew she wasn’t ready to tell him everything, the heat couldn’t completely rob her of her conscious. “Jiva...I’d really like to share my entire story with you someday....but right now, ” she paused and got a mysterious look on her face, “let’s go swimming!” she squealed and took a chance. Drin lifted off her hind legs and pressed her front paws into Jiva’s chest. She locked eyes with the mohawked wolf again and playfully licked his muzzle before taking off at sprint towards the sound of running water. Kids will be kids.

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”I don’t know about the bleeding part.” His comment was drowned out in her mind. What is he thinking, how does he feel? The thoughts whirled about in her head as the wind whipped through her hair and she put distance between herself and him. Palaydrian had done something she would not have imagined doing a few weeks ago. Where did this flirtatious bravery come from? Was it just heat that lit the flame under her paws and put the words on her tongue? The answers would come in time, but for now the most recent New Dawn member was enjoying the unknown and the company of a cute guy. She didn’t know his story, his past, or his relations...and frankly she didn’t care, Drin was alive in this moment and for all she knew, they were the only two who existed in this neck of the woods.

She hadn’t gotten too far away from him before she felt his approach from behind. A grin was plastered on her face as she continued to bound forward and his laugh bubbled into her heart. Jiva was fast! He was already neck and neck with her. Drin would’ve jostled into him for fun, but her toes already reached the damp sandy bank of the river and before she knew it, the red male had thrown himself into the water. She crashed in after him and rolled around in the current. Dull claws scraped off the rocky bottom of the stream as she tried to float without touching the ground. She giggled and dunked her head under to wash the dried grouse blood off her muzzle. She re-emerged with a fresh face to expose her seal point snout and began splashing water in Jiva’s direction with her front paws.

The dirt and grime of her travels was washing off in the current, and temporarily the heavy scent of heat. “Just so you know,” she shouted in between a splash and a grin, “I let you beat me to the water!” Drin hadn’t had this much fun in awhile.

WC:: 435 Squee too cute!

The chill of the river was a welcome feeling as it dispersed Palaydrian’s red-hot need for mate and in turn brought her out of her haze. She couldn’t be too sure if it was just her raging hormones that were causing her to act like a flirty schoolgirl, or truly Jiva’s company. She liked to think it was the latter, as she really was having fun with her new packmate, and she hoped days like this would be numerous in her new life. I could let him in... she thought as her playful grin widened as Jiva’s mohawk melted down to long fur strokes between his ears when he attempted her half-assed doggy paddle. He’s really cute! Drin giggled and let more water fly towards him in mock protest of his claims. “Is that so? Well it seems like we’ll have to have a little rematch on our paws then Jiva,” her brow above her normally colored eye rose in playful challenge and she was about to try her luck and give him another flirty lick when the male disappeared beneath the water.

Jiva was definitely a good underwater swimmer. Drin didn’t even have a chance to turn around when he emerged behind her and made his leap. A surprised squeal escaped her maw before she went under and she accidentally breathed in some of the river water from laughing. The cream femme came up sputtering and coughing. “That is-cough cough-if you don’t drown me-cough-first!” When the need to expel her lungs of unwanted fluid passed, Palaydrian sneezed the excess water out of her nostrils and waded towards the bank. She looked back with a fond smile when her tail cleared the water and gave her Siamese coat a good shake, sending droplets infused with her heat everywhere.

”Okay water dog! Let’s find a sunny spot to dry off, and maybe....if you’re lucky, I’ll let you have that rematch,” she teased flicking the surface of the flowing river with her paw in attempts at splashing him once again. No way this could just be the heat. Drin was finally experiencing what every other young wolf from her birth pack had after winter. In those old lands, she was the pariah for being a shifter. Yet the females still sought out her brothers. It was a double standard, but she knew the males stayed away because they were afraid of her strength and embarrased at her versitality. New pack, new place, she would live by her own rule now.

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”Hey!” She barked/laughed when Jiva shook out his red coat. “You must think you’ve made an impression on me then, huh?” She teased, shaking out her coat again and blushing slightly when he nipped at her cheek. Drin playfully snapped at his tail before falling in beside him. “But you’d be right to assume that...I mean, it’s not everyday that I get the chance to run into a cute stranger,” the cream femme grinned and turned her head to stare straight forward with confidence so her words could sink in. Something about those eyes...his tousled hair...oh Palaydrian, this is new territory. The female jostled her shoulder into his and continued walking. Puppy love was something amazing.

Her confident grin relaxed into a friendly smile, “Those things you were holding before I met you...what were they?” She asked, feeling a little unsure as to whether or not that was a stupid question. She tried to think back as to whether or not her great grandmother Syliat had possessed one of those objects before. Drin couldn’t remember ever seeing her with one, but the word “paper” stuck in her mind. “It’s just-well, back in my old lands, only my family could shift. Unfortunately, this “gift” was-well it was looked down upon,” she breathed out her confession in a quick breath, spitting the word “gift” out. This may not have explained why she didn’t know what the objects were, but from where Palaydrian came from, human artifacts were not present and nothing as extraordinary as a book had ever been seen before.

And just as soon as she said it, she regretted it. “Oh, I’m sorry! Your optime form was a-amazing,” she blurted. Why am I tongue-tied again?! “I have nothing against shifters!...It’s just, well growing up in a place where I was persecuted for that form kind of made it lose its magic for me,” she said suddenly feeling the tears well up in her eyes.

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And just as soon as they came, the tears disappeared. Her new pack mate had a calming effect about him and she knew she didn’t want to be anywhere else but here, with him. Palaydrian smiled brokenly up at Jiva when his paw made contact with hers. The simple touch sent fire through her veins and made her heart beat even faster. I don’t want this to end, she thought to herself as she wordlessly mouthed the words thank you, when he continued. She watched his lips move while he described the books and once again, the young wolfess felt herself sinking deeper and deeper into his purple and green eyes. Drin knew she wouldn’t tire listening to him talk all day especially about something he seemed so passionate about. Syliat had spoken of paper and words written, and putting two and two together, Drin realized these books were what she was talking about. Her great grandmother had taught her to write her own name, but beyond that, Drin had no real knowledge of the written word and she could hardly grasp the fact that somewhere in this world, more languages than her own were spoken and read.

Jiva’s fascination with his medical books was contagious. The female realized she too had the desire to read. Perhaps not about healing, but Jiva mentioned books that spoke about things that didn’t even exist. This puzzled and excited her. What could be written that wasn’t already in her world? Drin decided she’d ask Jiva to teach her how to write and read more words and where she could find a book of unreal things when the male closed the gap between them.She could feel the delicious heat of his muzzle against her neck and found herself melting into his wolfish embrace. It ended too soon and a dramatic cold replaced where he had been when he took a few steps back. Hurt furrowed her brow, Did I do something wrong? she wondered. Her clear eyes searched his face for an answer when her own scent wafted into her nares. Cream cheeks flushed in recognition and embarrassment.

”I’m sorry if my scent offends...I am aware of what an awkward position it must put you in,” she hung her head cursing her existence of a female. Why did this have to happen now? Was anything genuine while her hormones were in overdrive? Drin wanted to believe that they were, but with his sudden pulling away, she had to question her own actions. He probably likes someone else...and I’m just a distraction. No wolf found me attractive in my old lands...what difference would there be here? Drin’s heart was sinking. The femme knew she shouldn’t take his actions personally, but she was failing horribly at keeping it non personal. “Jiva, if you’d rather show me around the pack some other time...I’d understand,” she said looking away from him and into the meadow he’d lead them to.

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Palaydrian was ready to walk back the way they had come, tail tucked between her legs. She wanted to find a private place in the den where she could bury her face for a few days. Ultimately she was being a dramatic teen, but in this moment she thought she could die. Jiva probably thought she was a complete fool. There was no logical reason for him to want to show her around in the first place if it hadn’t been for her perfume. The cream wolf felt defeated. She hated that her body was going through this changing period and yet it was something she still didn’t completely understand. She thought of her how brother was around Kila. He never spurned her or turned away from her advances. She had definitely done something wrong. Why else would the red male withdraw from her? I’m ugly... His growl interrupted her thoughts.

Her head cocked to the side as she listened to him, she was still afraid to make eye contact again, but as she listened, her smile spread back onto her lips. Drin looked up and her gaze softened at seeing his difficulty in approaching her again. He cares after all! Her heart fluttered. His actions weren’t meant to be personal at all, he was simply being cautious. Drin was not aware of the rules around here but she figured his wariness was because of them and she would not question it anymore. “No need for an apology...sometimes I take things a little too personally. For that, I am sorry,” she said giving him another reassuring smile. “I’d greatly appreciate your company, where to next?” Awkwardness out of the way, she hoped they could continue.

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The last time she had gone through heat, Drin was being chased out of her old lands by a pack of young males. Via Kila’s order they were meant to scare her out at all costs and Kila never specified what they could or couldn’t do to her. Males that she had spent a good four months getting used to suddenly turned on her, and the day her fate was sealed, happened to also be her first experience with heat. At the time she didn’t even have a moment to think about all the emotions flying through her body, her only thought was flight or be killed trying to get away. The 5 easily trailed her throughout the woods, her scent being catalogued away in their minds for malicious intentions. Though they hadn’t made passes at her before, Arlo made it very clear when he had her in his mouth that he wouldn’t mind sampling her against her will. The poisonous memory made Palaydrian shudder before her attention snapped back to Jiva.

Relief washed over her when the male seemed to relax. I think we’re all good. Her genuine smile remained on her lips when he asked her if she had seen the ocean. She hadn’t of course since she had just recently stumbled upon the borders for New Dawn. The cream femme shook her head. “Don’t laugh, but I’ve never seen the ocean before.” She gave a soft laugh. “I’ve only heard stories about its vastness. The closest I’ve ever been to the ocean, was the beach of a lake. I’d love to see New Dawn’s view!” She exclaimed in an excited breath. There would be time to think about her past, and a time to share it with him, right now she wanted to keep her thoughts light and start over with Jiva. She wanted to flirt with him still, but withheld for the moment like a dog that had been berated by his master. Some other time...you just met Drin! She reminded herself and rolled off her haunches to follow him.

The warmth of the sun filtered through her golden fur and felt good in her limbs. She noticed how Jiva was walking, but kept her silly comments to herself. “So...how did you come to find yourself in New Dawn?” She asked, genuinely curious to hear his own story.