Woodland Monarch (OPEN) May 12, 2018 1:27:26 GMT
Post by WarPaint on May 12, 2018 1:27:26 GMT
Nix Nocturi stalked forth in a hue of brilliant golds, blacks, and creams. Amber eyes, wrought from the purest shades, cast their gaze over the land of Graycott. Hardened and undecided on it's fate. Twisted shadows lurked beneath her tired facade, swirling about with every poached footstep she took.
A war was brewing and she was determined to stem its tide in whatever minute way she could. She held the anger her ancestors did, the pain of being hunted and sterilized. Of being driven from lands that had been theirs for a millineia. But her empathy could also understand the love dogs held for their masters, their loyalty and desire to please their two legged alphas.
She lifted her head and scented the crisp air, the distinct pungent odor of humans was decayed. Long since a forgotten smell. She had been separated from her family although she did not mind. They had been zealots, crazed with the idea of canine extinction. While she merely sought coexistence. It was a burden she had placed on her own shoulders but she bore the weight well and without complaint.
She picked up her pace, extending lithe legs and toes into a ground eating trot. Shadows parted their way when she moved forth, melding back together the moment her physique was absent. The burning stretch of her legs was a welcome reprieve from her thoughts. And with a lurch conjured from the strength of her haunches she set off in a blurred motion of wolfish madness. Nix loped easily through the forest, winding between trees and leaping over fallen roughage.
A laugh like a song melody, laced with pure unsoured joy, escaped her throat. Tinkling through the woodland like chimes. How glorious it was to steal moments away from reality, how incredibly selfish and delectable. When the burn of her legs became noticeable Nix slowed, easing herself into active walk. Her ears snapped when a twig broke nearby, her golden head raised itself to its full height. Chestnut orbs peered curiously into the distance. She was a wolf, a queen among predators and a scourge among prey. The inbred instinct to fear tinged her only slightly. However a natural wariness settled into her hackles, raising them slightly.
She cleared her throat and beckoned. "You know, I always welcome a partner on a run. No need to stalk me." Her voice, the sultry confidence of a lethal female echoed about. She never raised her voice above a certain octave, always drawing others to her in the mischievous wolfish way. " Come out and play, I dont bite...hard." She teased, her voice had the echoes of a smile on it. Nix cocked her head while she waited for her stalker to emerge, a smirk etching its way onto her features.
NOTES- open to any , feel free to godmod. Will be getting her table up when I get to a computer!! Trying to lay some foundation for the Ulaho Pack. <3