"Riv!" Turq's voice broke through the morning stillness like a bull horn. "Rivet Sarasvati DeMonte! Get your fine ass over here. I have to show you something!"
A wide grin split the tawny female's face as she faced forward again, her gemstone eyes scanning over the great forest sprrawled before her. Although it was only a forest—and she and both Rivet had grown up in forests—it was a very pretty one. That wasn't why it interested Turq, though. It was the smells, the scent of wolves in particular.
"There's a pack here," Turq said when Rivet came closer. "I know we talked about living on a mountain or somewhere besides a forest but... look at it. It's kind of gorgeous. What do you think? Should we go for it? Should we howl?" The excited Blackthorn rapidly fired the questions at her partner without pausing to give her time to answer, though she eventually ran out of breath and peered at Rivet with a glowing expression shining on her smudged face.
If you want me to change the last sentence, let me know <3
i kissed a girl and i liked it
the taste of her cherry chapstick
i kissed a girl just to try it
it felt so wrong
it felt so right
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She’d been lagging slightly behind but only because she’d had to stop and, well, take a random dump along the way. So when Turquoise suddenly started shouting for her, the smaller female hurriedly pinched it off and left the scene of the crime to hurry to her lover’s side. She didn’t want to leave her lover waiting, after all.
With an eager expression on her face, she trotted up beside her girlfriend. Her tail swayed gently behind her as she turned her focus in front of her to see what it was that Turquoise wanted her to look at. “It does look pretty beautiful,” she readily agreed, and meant it, giving a nod of her head. “Yes, let’s howl.” Tilting her head back with her lover, she let her voice join with that of the love of her life.
As soon as the words left Rivet's mouth, Turquoise threw back her head, her voice ripping through the still morning air again and blending with her partner's. When their howls eventually faded with their breath, Turq turned to look at Rivet, eyebrows wiggling. Although she'd enjoyed the opportunity to explore a bit and spend time with Rivet, she'd more or less come to hate being without a pack. She liked being surrounded by her own kind and having something to do with her days. She also knew that she needed to spend time with other wolves besides Rivet, before the two of them really strangled each other.
Eventually, a black-coated male joined them. Turquoise felt a stab of disappointment, though she lowered her head and tail. She could be crass, fiery and even belligerent—especially when it came to males—yet she knew when to show respect. Even as she bowed, her eyes flicked up every few seconds to study the stranger. When he spoke, her gaze slid sideways to Rivet, a look of surprise, then displeasure, crossing her face.
"You know this guy?" she asked, then checked herself before she could get jealous or angry. Clearing her throat, she faced him again and answered his question. "Yes, we are. I take it you've met Rivet," she said almost dismissively. "I am indeed her companion." She applied a strange emphasis to the word, almost as if daring him to challenge it, though Turq somehow managed to do this smoothly so as not to trigger any alarms. In fact, she wiped the ugly look off her face and smiled sweetly, stepping nearer to Rivet. "I'm Turquoise. Now tell us about yourself and this here pack." It was said just lightly enough to come across as a polite request rather than a rude demand.