Post by akela on Feb 21, 2006 14:53:03 GMT -5
The silvery wolf walked swiftly into the land. She lifted her nose to the air to smell for danger, but none lurked near her. She shook her coat, green eyes searching the horizon for nothing but the sun. A small howl vibrated up her throat, and she lifted one large paw up. With that she lowered her nose to the ground, old sents of males and females came to her. Many different creatures had walked the plains. She snorted and shook her head. She was alone, but that was good. She could travel the lands, scare others, and perhapos fight. She had already run into a few fights, and blood stained her sharp nails. But she enjoyed it. All of it. Alone was fine to her, she could live alone fine. Nothing got in her way that didn't get out of it soon enough. Still, perhaps a male would be good to have around. Maybe.
