<i><font color=cornflowerblue>*Sleek, silver-gray femme lopes into the territory quietly.* -- Isle Of the Brave

[ Show ]

Support VoyForums

[ Shrink ]

VoyForums Announcement: Programming and providing support for this service has been a labor of love since 1997. We are one of the few services online who values our users' privacy, and have never sold your information. We have even fought hard to defend your privacy in legal cases; however, we've done it with almost no financial support -- paying out of pocket to continue providing the service. Due to the issues imposed on us by advertisers, we also stopped hosting most ads on the forums many years ago. We hope you appreciate our efforts.

Show your support by donating any amount. (Note: We are still technically a for-profit company, so your contribution is not tax-deductible.) PayPal Acct: Feedback:

Donate to VoyForums (PayPal):

[ Login ] [ Main index ] [ Post a new message ] [ Search | Check update time | Archives: [1] ]

[ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

Date Posted: 12:56:16 03/28/01 Wed
Author: Wyndstorm
Subject: *Sleek, silver-gray femme lopes into the territory quietly.*

*Her soft, thick pelt gleams softly under the sun, and brilliant blue orbs study the herd of horses carefully as she slows to a stop. Sitting, the she-wolf curls her steel-gray tail softly around her haunches, curious lobes tipping back and forth, sifting through each sound that comes her way. Coal black nose twitching delicatly, the elegant canine sorts through an array of smells, trying to learn more about these horses. Finally, she rises, and walks boldly towards the herd, the message she conveyed not one of danger or harm, but of gentle playfullness and friendliness. With a short, musical howl, the wolf announced her arrival, and her eyes danced around for Firestone, the one who had invited her here.*
*

[ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

Replies:

Spots the wolf -- Firestone, 13:06:13 03/28/01 Wed
*The wolf lowers herself until her ivory belly nearly touches the ground, eyes glinting mischeviously, ready to join in.* -- Wyndstorm, 14:01:59 03/28/01 Wed
Snorts from deep in the trees -- Firestone, 14:14:53 03/28/01 Wed
*Trots over* -- Syro, 07:34:09 03/29/01 Thu
Smiles at Syro, silently thanking him for his welcoming to everyone. -- Firestone, 09:42:07 03/30/01 Fri

Forum timezone: GMT-8
VF Version: 3.00b, ConfDB:
Before posting please read our privacy policy.
VoyForums^(tm) is a Free Service from Voyager Info-Systems.
Copyright © 1998-2019 Voyager Info-Systems. All Rights Reserved.