08-01-2008, 03:54 PM
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Backdated to uh, July 29th? 30th? 31st? You pick! XD
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Backdated to uh, July 29th? 30th? 31st? You pick! XD
A warm breeze blew across the harbor, swaying delicate waves of mauve and salmon pink toward the shoreline. It was a beautiful evening and under normal circumstances, Alexey would've been quite fascinated by the pastel-colored sky. But not today. She did not have time to spend on such trivial things. Her heart was heavy with culpability; one of the many consequences of her actions. The two-year-old was being punished for betraying her sister; her own flesh and blood. She had recently fought with Adelaida over her sudden allegiance to Dahlia de mai, and although Lexey did not regret becoming a member of the pack, she did regret not telling her sibling about it. Time heals all wounds; that's what their sire used to say whenever things got rough. The Filix could only hope he was right. Perhaps all Adelaida needed was some time to cool off.
She couldn't help it. The little wolfess paced back and forth nervously, honey-colored eyes absent-mindedly staring at the ground below. As if her personal problems weren't enough, this talk of an upcoming war with coyotes had her on the edge of insanity. She was mentally preparing herself for what was to come: one or two days from now, something big was going to happen, and the outcome had to be positive. There was no room for any mistakes. Alexey knew what her job was, and although she didn't know much about fighting; she would strive for perfection and a flawless execution.
She couldn't help it. The little wolfess paced back and forth nervously, honey-colored eyes absent-mindedly staring at the ground below. As if her personal problems weren't enough, this talk of an upcoming war with coyotes had her on the edge of insanity. She was mentally preparing herself for what was to come: one or two days from now, something big was going to happen, and the outcome had to be positive. There was no room for any mistakes. Alexey knew what her job was, and although she didn't know much about fighting; she would strive for perfection and a flawless execution.