When Shall We Feast?
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Same with me. My post will be longer. Smile


The girl walked about quietly through the forest, the sweet pine-smell filling her nostrils. The fae had always loved the forest, every bit of it. It gave her a sense of calm and ease. It helped her to relax at times of mayhem.

Suddenly a loud call was raised into the air, a familiar howl that Fia knew at the very first sound. Quickly and easily shifting into her Secui form, she began to run quickly, the wet earth flying by underneath her quick and stealthy body. Faint scents of her father and Gunnar suddenly reached her, indicating she was getting closer. A wide smile spread on her maw at the thought of the on of the most two favorite male wolves of hers. Slowing her pace down a bit, Fia slunk through the thick undergrowth and bushes, a few needles hooking onto her silky white fur.

The woman shifted back to her lupus form right before she came in sight of the two, ice blue eyes shimmering. The scent of the fresh kill was intriguing. "Hey guys!" Fia said happily, her tail waving at a bit of a slow but quick pace behind her. She grinned and brushed softly against the black-furred curly man softly in sort of a silent greeting.


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