Iridescent Lagoon The Feeling Starts To Kick In

The black femme seemed to have a rather lot energy on her paws. Though it seemed they were the same age, youth appeared in the wolf's personality. As the female, which now indicated herself as Reba or Rebecca, gave her a smile, Wille returned one back. She seemed to know the trick to make this girl calm down. But, she'd have to introduce herself first. <b>"Wille Lylla. The second. Not as in the family, but in the pack."</b>

It seemed every time Wille said "the second" she assumed that the other thought she was the second in her family. She just wanted to clarify it. <b>"You have an awful lot of energy. You wanna race, then? Kanosak, I think you know Kanosak, he said I was quite fast."</b> Willie gave an encouraging grin, then mentally told herself to shut up and stop blabbering.

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Family? How can you be second in the family? Pushing that thought away, assuming it was just another thing she didn't know. There seemed to be a lot of them when it came to family and pack. Not that Rebecca would've been to surprised about it. "Fast? Ha, you're gonna eat my snow!" the black wolf laughed to Wille, playfully jumping aorund, impish, challenging grin on her face. "I know Kano, right"

Circling around her white packmate, bouncy steps carrying her loosely above the snow. Eyes were locked at her as Reba waited Wille to start running. She was going to give her some head start, the black wolf didn't doubt she wasn't faster than her. Though Wille was small from her build, sign of the capability to speed. Well, the whiet second was going to be the last one anyway!

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<i> I just went horseback riding for the first time! It was amazing.</i>

It seemed as the onyx female, was waiting for her to start. It was a common thing. Many wolves underestimated her because of her delicate nature, and so every time they had a race she had the upside of getting a headstart. She had kept them at the starting line with dust or snow delicately hanging from their face.

The sun was rising up, the sky turning a shade of purples and blues. This was the best time to have a race, the fresh air filled her nostrils,reguvinating her every muscle and bone. The black female, took her place along their starting line, and for the first time she noticed a set of scars passing her neck, she wanted to ask what happened, but she shook away the thought, and began running.

Her legs stretching and moving forward, a burst of air boosting her speed. This felt good...

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OOC: I love it. Envy. XD
You won't mind some powerplay? Say if you don't like and I'll edit.

Wait, wow! Wille was fast! Reba charged right after her as the white wolf ran off, scretching her legs, letting the white snow dust behind her. Paws took hold from the soft material under her legs, body worked for that one thing. Speed. 'No more poison, killing my emotion, running is my remedy remedy!' Running, speeding, trying to win the wind in this competition, to beat the light sun sent to earth, run, run, run, faster than life, to run the time away, run until time wouldn't matter to her anymore. Faster, higher, across the universe, away, to places never explored, in the distance that could not be reached. Away from this life, far, far away. Beat the world, kill speed, time nad distance.

They were now running side to side, as far as Rebecca could see through the bursting snow that covered her white companion. Black nad white, running side to side, speeding over the white landscape. Wow, that must look pretty cool.

Winter was tough time to any living creature, and it hadn't been too gentle to Reba either. Her powers weren't as good as during summer, but she wasn't going to let Wille win her despite her legs that were growing tired, lungs that cried due the cold air, heart that barely bumped enough blood to her body. Everything worked well enough to keep her alive, she was running faster than her thought. Pretty slow thoughts, then.

Slowly her effort payed the price and she started to get her nose ahead of Wille's, inch by inch, until her head was in front of her. That white wolf indeed was fast, but the black one doubted the white one had Speeders in her bloodline. The black ones father had been a pure Speered, that was something if anything. Shouldn't a half Speeder win a none Speeder?

Time metn nothing, but powers did run out. Suddenly Rebecca decided the finish line would be between those two trees. With a nod of her head she tried to inform Wille about her attempts and then gave all her powers drain to this one final push. Not perhaps the wisest thing during winter, but she would get that losen strength back later on. Last step, across the finish line and she had been the first one crossing it. Barely, but anyway. Sliding in to halt, breathing heavily, gasping for air, panting, sides rising nad lowering furiosuly, but happy, impish grin on her face. "I told you!" she huffed before collapsing to the snow, absolutely exhausted, but laughing. This was living, giving all you got to one thing, nearly dying for it.

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Don't mind at all. :) And finally found a wolf, who could beat her. And I like your table. :)

Now it was her turn to laugh. The snow hanging all over her pelt, she shook her pelt, suddenly feeling as if she was in a winter wonderland. Now all she could hear, was the fierce beating of her heart and the fast breathing coming from her maw. Now, in and out. Her belly was moving in sync with her mouth, her breath slowly becoming steady.

And there the black female sat on the white blanket of snow, her huffing matching hers. <b>"That -huff- was -huff- certainly -huff- fun -huff-"</b> the white female puffed. It had look liked the two worked together as ying and yan. Black and white.

This was one of the first wolves in Relic Lore, to beat her in a race. Now, this pleased her. She offered a toothy grin, one of the first she ever gave. This wolf was clearly a friend. Someone who could match her stride for stride and could even beat her. This was a rare occurrence. A rare one, indeed.

(This post was last modified: Feb 28, 2012, 01:06 AM by Wille.)

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