Post by Slavka the Rebel Leader on Aug 27, 2005 21:00:13 GMT -5
The commonly coated female trotted through the land, her light gray and white coat rippling in the breeze. She trotted along the edge of a valley, her head and tial high and her eyes cold and cruel. A scar ran across the she-wolf's muzzle and her eyes were golden yellow with a hint of cruelty. She smirked and stopped, looking out over the valley of Kosov. Soon, rebel wolves would be joining her to lead her fight against Morga and the Balkar. A satisfied smirk grew and she sat down, looking out over the valley, her coat rippling in the winter's wind. Slavka swayed as a gust ripped across the valley's wall and she tensed her muscles to steady herself.
(I hope that's fine. I could have done more but I'm totally tired right now. *tired smile* Hope it fits your liking!) //By the way, This is Fell from Destiny's Path and Silver Mist.\\
(I hope that's fine. I could have done more but I'm totally tired right now. *tired smile* Hope it fits your liking!) //By the way, This is Fell from Destiny's Path and Silver Mist.\\
