for
the girl who stole my name @Finley ♥
Saying something was impossible was just a trigger for Finn to prove it was not. He was the typical daredevil that at the age of 1
almost 2 year had not yet outgrown his desire to risk his life for a bit of applause. Like a stupid 17 year old who would jump of a bridge just because their friends said he couldn't, Finn peered over the tallest point of mountains and provoked older males just for the thrill of it.
Today he had come upon the hot springs, and was pacing slowly around the craters his eyes set on the insides that
thankfully didn't go off as he peeked. He had been a sole witness of the impossible becoming possible, he had been told by the elders in the small pack he had been raised in that he would never get out of there, and here he was miles away from his home looking for a new life.
Incredible things happened all the time, things that could only be believed by the eyes, so why couldn't he be one of those things?
Lol :P Blame Emalee, she named her! I just adopted! P.S. I love your writing
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Finley was a creature of excitement. She sought it, she lived it, and she embodied it in her very spirit and personality. Coming from a large family had taught her one very important thing: Sometimes it was very hard indeed to stand out. The only way to do it was to be an original, and to live your life out loud. Partnered with an innate love of adventure and adrenaline, and you had yourself one loud original indeed.
The silver woman trotted lightly through the hot springs, enjoying the feel of the steam on her fur as she made her way back to the Plateau. After a successful night of exploring Neverwinter (because who would be lame enough to go to a place like Neverwinter Forest during the day?), it was time to head back home to her willow tree and snuggle down in her den beneath its roots.
Something stopped her, though. And this something came in the form of a rather yummy looking piece of man. Finley peered at him through the mists, intrigue tingling down her black spine. Maybe it was his face, maybe his body, or maybe it was the incredibly narcissistic observation that he looked rather like her with sterling and onyx weaving through his fur, but this guy... This guy was.. Well, we're gonna go say hi to this guy.
"Please tell me you're not some phantom spirit that haunts these hot springs," Fin said jokingly as she approached him from the side, "I spent all night ghost hunting with no luck, it just would be cruel to spring one on me when I'm not looking." I would also really love for you to be real... she added wordlessly in her mind.
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haha she's cute! and thanks that really means the world to me <33
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He wasn't asking to be he hero here, he did not seek the kind of fame you'd get with a tragic death or by slaying a dragon. He just wanted to be known, as a small town boy he was thrilled by the enchantment of being in a big city. The bright lights that covered the dark mantle of the sky and the imaginary Hollywood signs over the hills pushed him further.
Every day he stood a little closer to the edge, pushing his luck to the absolute limit. He had the fortune of meeting with a rather friendly Alpha near the Sunspire, now that he though back on it, he could've easily gotten a nasty wound rather than a fair warning. Today he kept Ferdie's advice at the back of his mind, he'd think twice now before peeing over a random shrub.
At that same moment, with the same fury Ferdie had explored the other day, a thick bullet of steam shot through a crater adjacent to Finn's position. The silver boy jumped back, every single hair on his body standing on end. "Whoa!" , he shouted as he backed away from the steam cloud left behind. He wondered what lied now in the centre of the crater, though he didn't have to wait too long..
A feminine silhouette materialized out of thin air, her voice soft and alluring. If he'd thought the steam was hot, he was about to be blown away. "Right back at you darling , it's cruel to surprise a dude like that" He barked while he began to pad over to her wearing a smile on his face.
"A pleasant surprise" he clarified, his grin getting wider and wider.
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*flaunts new sexy avatar + table
Like butter in a hot toast Finley's gaze began to melt something inside of him. And for a minute he was sure he had melted another something in her too. No one, not even the fiery redhead that had ruled over the Creek had managed to reach his untamed heart. But there she was holding the veins and arteries of his most important organ and twisting them into submission. She was a bull rider.
He blew air out of his leathery nostrils, while keeping his eyes glued to the features of her face. A crooked smile settled on his lips as he sinked his olive eyes into the intense color of her own. Something more manly than escorting a lady home?,
, he ventured, would she accept his self-proclaimed invitation to accompany her back to the plateu?
I could always crawl back to the crater I slid from..
he pressed on, wanting to hear from her lips that she wanted him to stay..
It's soooo beautiful!! Slight powerplay! Wanna wrap this one up and we can start a new one? :D
Walk her home? Really? She gave him a quizzical, almost bored look. She sensed that there was something about this male that was exciting and original, and here he was offering to walk her home. So cliche.
But.. he was making that face at her. And he added a humorous little tagline that forced another smirk from her. Finley sighed and climbed onto all fours. "You know, both options are actually really tempting... A real man would crawl into a crater for me and then escort me home," she replied with a grin, "But if I can only have one, I suppose I'll be nice and go with the first."
Fin turned away from him for a moment and spun her internal compass until it was pointing home, dreaming of her snug little den and the awesome nap she was going to take when she got home, completely unaware of the little twinge she'd feel in her heart when her doppleganger left her at the borders. Innocently unaware of any impending flicker of disappointment, she turned to the handsome wolf walking at her side and added with an eager smile, "If we go past any craters, I get to push you in."
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;) and yeah that'd be great
Her bored was met by an eyebrow raise fro him. He wasn't about to back away his offer, no matter if in that moment she lunged at him with razor sharp fangs exposed. He had come to like her company and though he wanted the conversation to continue the truth was he was tired of the hot steam from the craters filling his lungs.
Standing near the boiling-water filled craters with a hot girl like Finley was almost suffocating. He smiled this time unconciously while she tried to choose wether she'd like him to walk her home or if she'd rather he went back to the sizzling inferno he had supposedly crawled from.
Only if you allow agree to see me again,
he barked casually while parting his lips slightly to reveal his magazine cover smile. Then not being able to supress a low chuckle he flicked his tail to the side, where it's black tip brushed her flank. Deal?
he asked while his olive eyes trailed over her face.
Yay! I'll finish this up here and tag you in the new one ;)
Finley eyed him a tad curiously as he responded to her jest. He really seemed to be interesting in spending time with her. She felt flattered, but not really surprised. She knew how much fun she was to be around--if she weren't her, she'd hang out with her all the time (ow my brain). But still, something about this one made her feel extra thrilled that he seemed to want to keep her around. But Finley wouldn't reflect on that until much later that day.
The sterling woman felt a tingle creep along her black spine at the touch of his tail to her flank. She lightly shook off a shiver before returning his warm gaze and allowing a little smile of her own. "How could I deprive you the pleasure?" Fin replied with a wave of her tail. As she walked she stepped closer to him for just a moment to brush her shoulder against his. Not waiting to make sure that her touch had just given him the thrill of his life (which she assumed that of course it had), she laughed lightly and took off at a gentle jog with a handsome escort quickly at her heels.
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