Sex: FemaleSunset.
Chilly.
A bright shadow passed through the darkness that cloaked the Ghastly Woods. Had she not heard the distant cry of what sounded like a lost pup she wouldn't even be wandering through these hideous woods. Their dark scarred trunks loomed over her like omnious beings, she could almost feel eyes staring. The chill in the air wasn't making this place any more inviting, and she was increasingly wondering what she had gotten herself into. Navar had been wandering for nearly an hour now, finding nothing but the stench of damp moldy Earth starting to sting her nose. Coming to a clearing she stopped, sniffing the air lightly, her white figure looking like a ghost stuck in its loop. Forever waiting for something.
The wind bristled her fur like soft fingers and it sent a chill down her spine. Navar believed in the supernatural wholeheartedly, and had it not been for her protective instincts she would have never wandered into the place. In the distance a twig snapped, causing a group of crows to lift from the trees, cawing and making a terrible ruckus. She watched them slip between the darkness and into a small seam of light before she turned back to the woods. Her golden eyes gleamed a dull shade in the low light as they <span class='word'> bird-dogged</span> into the shadows. A smooth rolling growl emitted from her muzzle instincitvely causing the fur along her nape to stand high. She waited..
(This post was last modified: Nov 16, 2012, 03:41 PM by Navar.)