>*her yellow eyes flash as she smells the scent of
>another wolf.He was in her territory,and she didnt
>sense him evil.Angerily,she calls a great storm over
>the woods,lightening flashes,striking down an old
>tree,a small fire blazes,but is soon put out by the
>rain.As the black wolf calms,so does her angery
>storm...until it stops.*
.-.the teen growled, throwing back his head in a long and deep howl, he barked once after it...challenging the wolf...a small fault of his, Thlayli hated those who showed him disrespect, perhaps it was wrong, but the wolf had threatened him. Thlayli grinned, and then awaits her answer, sensing it was a femme.-.
((I know... crappy post!!!))
