I Want a Taste..

Astryd · 11-11-2010, 02:31 AM

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astryd

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Her coat was the white of snow, and the little flecks that covered its surface on the tips of her fur, looked like someone had dumped a bucket of ash on her and only parts of it had come off. And like the soot colour in her coat, other parts of her life failed to come clean in the wash. Where were her parents? And what about the crone? Who had she been? Further question, if her parents didn’t want her then why did they create her? Amber eyes dropped the ground, her tail hung limply. She loved being in the pack lands, but she thought it was important to leave to get some perspective on life. The scents of the wolves that had passed this place before rushed into her eager nostrils, the slightly damp leaves cold against her nose.

She closed her eyes quickly feeling the gust of air take its toll on her body. She was still recovering the fat that she...well she never really had to begin with. Her body was open to the cold, it was susceptible to the frosty fingers of the wind that so loved to ruffle her fur. Her ears were erect and carefully listening to the world buzzing around her. The insects a monotone drone in her brain. She really didn’t enjoy their sounds much, but appreciated them for the role they did in keeping nature green, without them the birds would lack food, and without the birds the plants wouldn’t grow properly and so on. She had watched all this from afar growing up in her simple world of a cave and limited food. When a wolf didn’t have toys and other siblings to grow up with, they get a rather different perspective on how the world works.

Astryd continued walking down the winded path, her paws softly pressing against the earth with each careful step. It was not like there was much here that could harm her, but it was the effect on her mind that caused her to repeat the behaviour. It was this slow, meditated walk that made her realised her insignificant in the world, it made her not worry as much. That she was just another pawn in the existence to be controlled and manipulated by nature as any other. Mind you it wasn’t particularly bright to walk with her head down watching your toes the entire time.

She admired the footprint created beneath her paws as she walked how the leaves were forced into the earth or how the slight nip of a rock against the pads of her paws hurt. Something she also noticed was because of her distinctive limp, in her Full lupus form, actually caused her tracks to be more distinctive then the regular wolf. The imprint on her right leg at the back was barely visible most of the time if not absent. She could still move at a decent pace in this form but, she found it wasn’t as useful for being able to manipulate objects.

It was only the change in terrain beneath her paws that brought her out of the spell her mind had cast on itself in her wandering. This terrain was rockier and it was leading up to an incline. She could see the dark outline of a figure ahead. Taking a moment to gather her thoughts and assess the situation she wondered what exactly she could do. She could smell his scent; it was strong and masculine which caused her heart to race. Stupid hormones, they’ll get you into trouble, you silly girl, her mind slowly taunted. She pushed the thoughts back down to where they belonged.

I will simply approach him from a distance, which will give me a chance to react if my company is unwanted. But it will also mean I have the opportunity of talking to him if he is going to be accepting in my approach, she thought gently. “Hey” she said simply, smoothing her voice to soft tones and slowly approaching a little closer. She scolded herself realising she barely raised her voice and it was likely he didn’t even hear her. “Hello, mind if I join you?” she said a little louder her voice carrying on the wind. It would be good she figured to be in contact with a male from her species, after all life is rather lonely when you don’t have many to share it with.

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