11-30-2008, 05:50 PM
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The air chilled her, the bite of frost evident as it swept across her gray coat. But she was learning to love the chilliness of the lands. She had never been one to enjoy the great out doors. And she often preferred to be warm within the mansion. But now she found that she was ready for the snow to fall. She was actually anticipating snow storms rather impatiently. At least it would make the landscape beautiful, transform it into a dreamy alien white world.
She crept along the border lands quietly, retracing the steps of the journey she had made weeks before. Part of her rebelled against her actions. She did not like to stray far from the pack lands of Crimson Dreams, preferring to stay within the reaches of the shadow of Haven Mansion. But she knew it was necessary to acquaint herself with her new home - the entirety of it, and not just the parts she liked best.
"Hello there," Geneva called out, her voice a high note, a soft soprano over the whispering of the wind. Her lime green eyes traced another wolf's dark form. He stood at the borders, as if between two worlds, perhaps between memory and reality.
She crept along the border lands quietly, retracing the steps of the journey she had made weeks before. Part of her rebelled against her actions. She did not like to stray far from the pack lands of Crimson Dreams, preferring to stay within the reaches of the shadow of Haven Mansion. But she knew it was necessary to acquaint herself with her new home - the entirety of it, and not just the parts she liked best.
"Hello there," Geneva called out, her voice a high note, a soft soprano over the whispering of the wind. Her lime green eyes traced another wolf's dark form. He stood at the borders, as if between two worlds, perhaps between memory and reality.