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Location: Taiga 622/08
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Now that the Valgardian wolves moved to the seaside, enjoying the company of the fish fanatics, the woods of Taiga could take a relieved breath. So did the residents, enjoying the well earned peace and quiet they deserve. The silver pleted she wolf was one from the supporting group. Even though Lady Enya brought up the possibility of a cooperation and mutually useful coexistence, Melody could just agree with not offering them any help for free. A pack needs to protect its members before anything else.

Being relieved with the outcome, once again she dared to wander alone in the forest, checking her tracking paths across the lands. She was making sure the hers still used the routes to visit the rivers, their patrols were up to plan and the wolves checked the borders. A pawful of familiar scent hit her nose, putting her mind at ease. However there was one more. A very unique and noteworthy scent, coming from not afar.

With a foxy grin on her face, she headed towards the scent. She did not actively tried to cover her presence, but knowing him it should still prove to be a challenge to spot her from further away. Light steps in the fresh, Summer grass gave hints from her arrival as the alluring smell got stronger. It was not that the scent of soil and pine were that fancy, but the wolf wearing the fragrance more so.

After a few more steps her eyes spotted the wolf, still visiting her dreams every now and then. She was still angry at him. Oh how she would loved to sulk and make him sweat for her forgiveness. Dozens of scenarios played in her mind, where she was cold and refused to talk with him and yet her body could not help to approach the wolf resting in the one shade. Taking one last leap she jumped on a half fallen tree bark, finally locking eyes with Dante.

Written by ArtsofRenQ

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Art by moi
Dante, moi
Melody ArtsofRenQ

Description

Location: Taiga 622/08
Description:
Now that the Valgardian wolves moved to the seaside, enjoying the company of the fish fanatics, the woods of Taiga could take a relieved breath. So did the residents, enjoying the well earned peace and quiet they deserve. The silver pleted she wolf was one from the supporting group. Even though Lady Enya brought up the possibility of a cooperation and mutually useful coexistence, Melody could just agree with not offering them any help for free. A pack needs to protect its members before anything else.

Being relieved with the outcome, once again she dared to wander alone in the forest, checking her tracking paths across the lands. She was making sure the hers still used the routes to visit the rivers, their patrols were up to plan and the wolves checked the borders. A pawful of familiar scent hit her nose, putting her mind at ease. However there was one more. A very unique and noteworthy scent, coming from not afar.

With a foxy grin on her face, she headed towards the scent. She did not actively tried to cover her presence, but knowing him it should still prove to be a challenge to spot her from further away. Light steps in the fresh, Summer grass gave hints from her arrival as the alluring smell got stronger. It was not that the scent of soil and pine were that fancy, but the wolf wearing the fragrance more so.

After a few more steps her eyes spotted the wolf, still visiting her dreams every now and then. She was still angry at him. Oh how she would loved to sulk and make him sweat for her forgiveness. Dozens of scenarios played in her mind, where she was cold and refused to talk with him and yet her body could not help to approach the wolf resting in the one shade. Taking one last leap she jumped on a half fallen tree bark, finally locking eyes with Dante.

Written by ArtsofRenQ

Featuring
x
_______________________________________________________________
Art by moi
Dante, moi
Melody ArtsofRenQ