lonelycycle
descriptive writer, actually super lazy
pristine, untouched snow crunched beneath her delicate paws. animalistic eyes searched across foreign territory, her own body made low to the ground and her ears flickered low against her head. she shouldn't be here, in an area she knew she wasn't invited, but the scent that flew into the wind made her hackles raise. she knew something was wrong, but that familiar scent intoxicated her body and clouded her mind in ways she couldn't even begin to describe. lowering her muzzle to the ground, she continued on the trail slowly, cautiously making her way further into the dense forest. her coat dared to match the snow underneath her, but she knew her scent would be caught before the other werewolves found her. it was only a matter of time.
licking the sides of her nose, she paused when the scent trail stopped. lifting her head, she blinked in confusion. there was... no one. the familiar scent vanished, no traces of life near her, and deepening the irritation that she suddenly felt. a low growl arose from her chest as she pawed at the ground. it wasn't until her heartbeat picked up that she realized... trap.
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anyone interested? i was thinking... hunters or another werewolf pack. perhaps, you can respond with your own ideas/replies and we can go from there!
licking the sides of her nose, she paused when the scent trail stopped. lifting her head, she blinked in confusion. there was... no one. the familiar scent vanished, no traces of life near her, and deepening the irritation that she suddenly felt. a low growl arose from her chest as she pawed at the ground. it wasn't until her heartbeat picked up that she realized... trap.
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anyone interested? i was thinking... hunters or another werewolf pack. perhaps, you can respond with your own ideas/replies and we can go from there!
