02-08-2009, 11:55 PM
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Whinifred looked up the the setting sun. It would be dark soon, but she felt no real urge to start towards home. Lifting her pink nose towards the sky she let a soft breeze blow at her blonde hair and strawberry coat. The young she wolf sat in the grass looking up and waiting for the moon. The french women didn't know what her future here would be, it was so bleak at the moment that she didn't find any interest in thinking about it. At the moment she was alone, not that the Fred found much fault in that.
Her long blonde hair fluttered around her tied back in a loose ponytail. She sighed and closed her eyes gently lay back down into the grass. The grass was soft and the snow that was in it was almost gone. Whinie didn't think much on it. She just watched the burning sun sink thinking about hunting soon. "telle beauté ne doit pas être gratuit" She whispered watching the burning sun illuminate the western skies.