cloak is grayed black with a soft short fur lining and lined with white rabbit fur around the neck and hood. also she has a fluet in one pocket. Asking though its pointless she will do what she wants lol :3
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She realized why the flowers were gone, why she had to wear the heavy cloak like coat that her mother made her wear a month ago. It wasn't just some heavy piece of clothing but something to keep her warm, something that would help with the freezing wind that whipped at her small body. Looking down she did not realize that she may need something for her feet too some time. Though she carried the genes of a winter wolf she was still too young to have the proper winter coat, so now she wore the cloak.
Juliet's ears flattened against her skull as she looked around in the endless darkness, frustrated that she had not gotten home yet. She had to be close right? Shaking her head she moved around, though her efforts were met with her travels just making her go in circles. Stamping her foot out of frustration, her fingers moved to her necklace. Would this really protect her like her mother always said, could she rely on a symbol?
Again she tried to move towards her home but started to realize how pointless her movements truly were. How could she get so lost, was it because she really never traveled at night? A sigh escaped her as she looked around and realized her general fear of the darkness, well when no one she knew was around she seemed top be almost terrified of such a simple thing.
Her ears perked as the sound of something moving nearby reached her, indigo eye followed the sound as it appeared to be some winged creature. She thought back to her time with her friend Lorenzo and his lesson on killing birds with string and wood but this bird was much bigger than a stupid pigeon. Her head tilted to the side as it made a loud sound at her, what did that mean? The bird moved closer to her flying up and circling Jules a few times before landing on a branch that was eye level to the girl "What are you?" She asked with an emotionless tone before asking a question that might be answered "Where can I find shelter, or at least some light and warmth?"
With a sharp sound the falcon moved and led the way to the fire that the red collie sat next to. Again her head tilted to the side as she looked that the pretty woman that sat before the fire, stepping closer and closer she stopped to the left side of the woman looking at her in question. "I seem to be lost, can I stay here until morning?" She asked though even if the woman said no she may sit on the opposite side of the fire to stay warm.
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