Post by Dagmar Tallore on Dec 15, 2014 0:12:22 GMT
A Shadow in the Darkness
The large Dire Wolf padded slowly through the silent woods. A veil of fog crept through the trees, stalking unsuspecting victims to snatch in their icy claws. The air was cool and crisp. Smoky tendrils snaked their way from the female's nares. There was a full moon out tonight. A soft glow illuminated the territory before the canine's eyes. As she moved forward her pelt shifted from inky black in the shadows to silver in the light of the moon. Surrounding the woman stood slim bone white birch trees that remained leafless as the spring was just thawing out winter's cold grip.
She swished her bushy tail lightly. The female was in a rather good mood given her past. She took in a deep breath as she thought about the possibilities that were available to her. Dagmar licked her lips, this was her time to shine. She would claim her own land and rule the way she wanted. Kicking off the ground with a spurt of energy, the large woman raced off through the misty forest. Her paws churned up the dry, crackling leaves as she thundered across the hard packed ground. The wind streamed through her silky fur with a taste of freedom in the air.
The femme's maw hung agape as her salmon toned tongue lolled out of her mouth. Her lungs expanded and contracted in rhythm with her beating heart. She came to a grassy knoll that rose out of the mist. The Dire Wolf raced to the top. She stood there, her posture commanding authority as she scanned the area. It sure would make a lovely home. Seeing no opposition in sight, the female tipped her skull upward and howled to the moon. "I am free, this land belongs to me!"
Tag: Fate -- Words: 295 -- Notes: Get ready for this little lady! =3
Created by Echo of Shattered Alley