The fact of the matter was while she quite enjoyed her Optime form, Salvia realized she could not stay in it forever. Her skills were strongest with her four-legged shape, where she could be silent and sleek. Size had made her need to watch her steps constantly, for she was large enough to make noise where others might not. Faint coyote blood had given her sleekness, however, and one could not deny that while she was (almost) fully wolf she walked with the grace of a cat.
Green eyes took in the tan grass of the bay’s landscape with intensity in their gaze. She had not changed since her rise to adulthood within her family’s pack, but now new that duties and not simply frivolity would become her life. This was why she came looking for her brother, intent on ensuring she would not face the world alone. Earthen coat did not much betray her here, but her brother was a shadow that could hide amongst the twilight hours. This was why tracking him seemed so much more appealing.
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