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Post by Sesshomaru on May 22, 2008 20:18:29 GMT -7
The Massive white wolf Demon sat out in the beautiful garden alone he was meeting a very special friend hopefully she'd come soon so they could be alone together and get to know eachother better,sighing in a slight way he closed his red bloodshot eyes.His ears were pricked forward as he jsut sat there.He had elft his pup back at the castle with Angelle who he trusted dearly but they were two difrent species and not meant to be,opening his eyes once more he than howled into the moonless sky his howl was loud and a bit soft for the moment as he sat there.
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Post by josephenemarquette on May 22, 2008 20:44:11 GMT -7
A howl arouses her from her deep slumber in the dank darkness of some nearby cave. Amber eyes blink open and look out into the pale twilight that paints the cave mouth in silver light. The large female gray timber wolf stretches her legs as she stands, trotting out into the damp grass. Joe takes in a deep breath of the fresh Irish rain that had just ceased only moments ago. Shaking out her thick coat, she pricks her ears up and listens to the howl that continues to echo through the crisp night air.
There is only one way to reply to a call and that is to return that call. First she yawns, stretching her paws to let her claws dig into the damp soil. Josephine throws her head back, lays her ears flat, closes "those amber eyes, and lets the sweet sound of her howl claim the air. Some birds that had been startled by the sound take to flight before she lowers her head. Now she listens for any footsteps in the deep green forest or another call.
The wolf had sounded large and she doesn't know for sure if the wolf is exactly like her. Most of the time Joe can confuse the cries of real wolves with those lycanthropes like her. Too anxious to wait, she begins to move toward where the howl had come from and simultaneously stops along the way. It isn't until she sees the large white wolf that she becomes just a little nervous; unsure if she should go any further. His howl had seemed so very lonely though.
Wow, he sure is massive and there is no mistaking him for an average wolf. Could he be a lycan like herself? There is only one true way to answer that question. Pushing back her uncertainty, Josephine steps from the shrubs and sits there with her head tilted to the side in interest. Never has she seen a wolf, average or lycan, of this magnitude.
"What are you?" she asks through his mind and doesn't expect him to answer the question as there is no link that she knows of between them. Of course there is always the chance of being surprised. Joe cannot help her growing interest of this strange wolf and begins to move toward him slowly. He doesn't seem to mean her any harm, but he is still a stranger to her none the less. She is prepared to run for her life if she needs to.
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Post by Sesshomaru on May 22, 2008 20:54:11 GMT -7
His red eyes glistened a bit as he ehard ehr words run through his mind they were soft and touching."I Am a Demon Dog or wolf you could say,some call me Sesshomaru and others call me...Fluffy." He sent his thoughts back to her as he stretched out acrost the ground wagging his massive white tails he than turned to look at her she was so beautiful her grey bodice and amber eyes this female was truly a unique being,stretching out once more he gave a low yawn he than walked a bit clsoer to her taking in her sent he smiled in a kind way,reaching his nose out to hers he than nudged her lightly waiting for her reaction.
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