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White feme walked quietly along in the land. Icy blue eyes took in everything seen, the earth, the trees, the moon. No stars. Feme looked up at the sky as she walked, soon sitting down and feeling the urge to howl. Feme opened her mouth, sharp white teeth being shown. A loud howl escaped her as she cryed to the skys above. She was not usually a solitary wolf and wished someone else would come along to keep her company. White feme stood and continued to walk, waiting for something interesting to happen.

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[Sheera]

Two pale yellow eyes shimmered. They glinted from the moonlight. His reddish fur glinted a firey orange in the moonlight. He stayed low as he staulked across the land. He kept his tail low and his ears pricked. He heard the howl and soon got worried he raced towards where it had came from and caught the scent of the wolf. He staulked behind her.

[frenchy1]

Feme continued to walk slowly along, bored out of her mind. She thought she heard something and stopped to listen. Nothing. She continued to walk for a while untill she heard another noise. Once again she stopped. She looked behind her and saw a pair of yellow eyes. Not thinking much of it, remembering the many owls of the area, feme turned around and continued to walk, unsure of where she was going.

[Sheera]

The pale eyes saw the femme wolf and thought she would either run or question him. She didn't so he ran up to her. He wagged his tail. He ran in front of her and stopped to face her.

"And who may I ask you are?" the male brujo asked in a gentle but sturdy matter.

[frenchy1]

Tail wagged slowly, then stopped as he asked her name. She didn't recondnize this wolf, and she knew most of them. Who wants to know? She asked a bit defencivly. She wasn't usually like this, but she remembered his eyes as the eyes she had seen and wondered what he was doing. She would have normally sat, but didn't this time, she just waited for an answer to her question. Her tail started to wag a bit.

ooc-museless on one post, musefull on another.

[Sheera]

(lol it happens to all of us)

He wagged his tail. He smiled a wolf smile. His reddish fur glowed in the moonlight and his yellow eyes shimmered. His tail was up as he wagged it. His ears were pricked.

"My calling is Guerrier a loner of the packlands. I come from the mountains." he told her with a calm gentle voice.

(Bleh this is the first time I role- played him so I'm not sure what to say.. low muse muse!!!)

[frenchy1]

Feme smiled. Im Dream Weaver. She frowned as he spoke more. Your not of this pack? I don't think its a good idea to be here then..... She took a step back. She didn't like to fight, so she wasn't going to, but she would tell him he shouldn't be here. That was good enough right? Or maybe he was aloud here? She didn't know.

[Sheera]

He smiled at her. He knew why she fretted. He really wasn't supposed to be on packland, but he didn't care. He respected the packs but he thought of every land freeland. He knew every border to eack pack adn knew every landmark. He knew it because it was his home. He had no official home. he just thought of the world as his home. He could come and go from anywhere. He didn't care where he was, it was his home.

"Nice to meet you," he said. "But do not fret, the world is my home.. this is my home, the mountains are my home, I do not fret on the small things such as where I wonder," he said calmly.

[frenchy1]

Dream was unsure of what to do, but relaxed a bit. Her tail began to wag happily back and forward and her body relaxed as she took a few steps tward the male. She touched noses with him, causing her tail to wag faster. She smiled and barked high pitched in a friendly way. She was glad she was no longer alone.

[Sheera]

He smiled. He had never met a friendly wolf in his day. Only her. He liked her attitude towards him. he had many scars under his pelt from hostile wolves. Since he wonders onto whatever lands he feels he often is face to face with sinister wolves and faces a long battle with the wolf. he has gotten into fights like that many times and have won, but he isn't a wolf to kill or take the land. he usual just says 'Bye Now!' and then races off to another territory. He wagged his tail.

"So what is a pretty little femme like you wondering out on your own like this?" he asked with care.

[frenchy1]

She smiled and if wolfs could blush she would have. Exploring, waiting for someone to come along. And here someone is! She smiled a wolfs smile as she looked caringly at him. Her tail seemed to go a mile a second as she was very happy!

[Sheera]

He watched her carefully. She was pure beauty. her eyes, her pelt, everything. She was just so beautiful.. he couldn't help but to flirt.

"So here I am indeed," he said.

"Well I am here and so are you, shall we go somewhere and speak?" he asked flirticiously.

[frenchy1]

Feme shook her coat and licked her chops. Why not. She smiled a wolfs smile and walked to stand beside him. Lead the way? She said questioningly, wondering if he had a special place he wanted to go. Feme smiled, licking his nose a bit playfully and a bit flirtatiously.

[Sheera]

He smiled fluffed his tail and started to pad towards the location he wanted to go. He walked at a brisk pace as almost a trot. His dial was up and his ivories shimmered. He walked towards a large tree and under its roots. It was a huge tree. It had root crevices the size of a cave. He sat underneathe it. he flicked his tail and invited her to follow.

[frenchy1]

White feme bound over to the male and licked his head playfully before sitting next to him. She sighed heavily before laying down and crossing her paws. Feme smiled at Guerrier before laying her head on her paws. She sighed again as she looked out over her packland.