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Post by Marie Anne on Aug 20, 2012 15:45:09 GMT -5
Die Pêrel walked slowly through the clearing of what appeared to be a camp of some sort. She could smell the wolves that lived here and could hear some of the old and sick stirring in their dens. She almost started towards them, but quickly remembered that she was no longer in her father's land now, and she had to respect the alphas' wishes, which probably didn't include her barging into their camp and fixing things she wasn't supposed to. Instead, she sat on her haunches in front of what looked to be a type of podium, and waited for one of the alphas to show themselves.
Hearing a noise, she turned toward it, seeing a wolf. A very pretty wolf at that. Die Pêrel had to control herself to keep her tail from wagging, but she couldn't help her eyes from changing from her normal cool blue to a light pink showing her inflatulation with this approaching wolf. Blinking quickly, she tried to dispell those thought as this wolf was hundreds of years younger than she was. Smiling softly at the young fae, Die Pêrel stood and fully faced her.
"Hello. Are you the Alphess of this pack?" Die Pêrel asked, her eyes changing from light pink to blue and back as she struggled to control her emotions.
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