He is in Lupus, yus? And sorry for the delay! -facepalm-
Skye was excited. She'd been walking for a while, and decided to stop in the middle of Ethereal Eclipse for a rest. Today was the day she and Shaw would make Cercatori d'Arte - she assumed he wasn't there yet, though. It was early in the morning. So she continued to walk slowly towards it, taking her time and feeling a rising, wonderful feeling in her chest.
Suddenly, a scent reached her nose - puppy? She glanced around and saw, through the cracks in the trees, a small wolf lay in the grass by the lake, his head on his large paws. He wasn't a puppy - at least not anymore - but he still was an adolescent, a little younger than Skye herself. She looked down at her own body - a loose pink T-shirt and baggy blue pants hid her more developed female traits, but she looked less like a puppy and more like an adult more and more. In fact, next to Shaw, one could hardly tell the difference - Skye was growing, that was sure.
She stepped through the trees and smiled at the puppy. He smelled of lots of other wolves - perhaps he was part of one of the other packs in the area?
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