[M] the calloused east.

China Rose Lykoi · 11-04-2011, 07:57 AM

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She found herself enthralled by the blue of the other girl's gaze. China knew her own eyes to be such a soft, melodic hue, but this lady owned such a bright, dazzling hue, like melting snow-drifts, or the brightest shade of a winter morning. Her pelt felt in thick waves of tan, plush enough to hold within them a wolfish appeal, although the unknown girl's stature was small enough, her face sharp enough, to speak of coyote blood. There was a deeper russet to her nose, and blushing fingertips twitched, seeking to touch the color and the softer fur beyond.

Since the darkest night, she had felt a loss of inhibitions that had once grounded interaction. Of many of the scars that her uncle had imparted, this one tasted the most of freedom - The freedom to move closer without asking permission, to remain silent until she was close enough to the other girl to fill dainty charcoal nose with her scent. A hesitant smile curved about her maw, and struck by a strange shyness, China stood in silence. Her large satellite ears twitched, seeking more of the uncertain, but friendly voice that had beckoned her closer.

She felt no urge, nor responsibility, to reply. It was almost as though she had swallowed her own tongue. If she spoke, maybe this pretty girl would see her for the traitor that Halo had marked her to be. Thus, holding her own melodic tones deep within, the silvery girl squatted to the ground, hugging her knees tightly with slender, somewhat too-thin arms. Her smile remained, but pupils avoided contact shyly now, casting only a submissive gaze to the dirt beneath the other girl's paws.

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