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Post by Ayame of Autumn on May 27, 2007 21:17:43 GMT -5
The moonlight danced eagerly across her silver kissed pelt, and sapphire eyes gazed up jealously at the moon. Her lips curled back in anger at the sheer hatred of how proudly the moon stood, out of harms way. Of course you'd be happy to be up above everyone else, out of anyone's reach but the stars. Her angered face slid away to make forth for her light attributes. Her deliacte features. A pretty little thing she was. Slabs of muscle rippled under silky fur, along with battle scars that showed her worth and old ranking of being alpha.
Her legs bent, muscles contracted eagerly, and she set off in a sprint. Auds flattened as the wind graced itself upon her, and she ran harder, feeling the sweat beads starting to form through her pores. She slid to a stop, allowing the eath from beneath to fly from the crust, and sail to another location. She sat tall, and thrust her maw to the air. Her lips parted, and through them came a song. Her howl echoed through the trees and angrily along the canyons.
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