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OOC: A warning for anyone haven't roleplayed in some time sorry for mistakes and all that stuff. Still trying to get into the groove of posts ;-;

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The sunlight beamed down upon her back. Warm and loving today felt as if though we were wrapped within the pure essence of love. The leafless tree canopy let beautiful rays of light to fall upon the slowly warming world. Soon winter would be gone, the warm months would begin and lift would flourish. With every bit of chaos something more beautiful happened right? All the pain one suffered was meant so one could enjoy life even better than before. Or maybe those were just words said by those who hurt so much they needed some sunlight in their lives to be able to stand.

Shiro sat next to a tree, her shoulder leaning against the rough bark of the trunk. Maybe this was her sunlight now? This beautiful warmth that was slowly melting away at the frozen bones inside. For once she felt... She felt okay, everything would turn out to be alright. Or maybe she was one of those people searching for that light that didn't exist, a fairy tale ending with no twist. Her eyes shifted from the branches above her and moved around the lovely woodland she had found herself in today. Always wandering finding no forever home, barley finding the energy for food, and sleeping wherever her body dropped. This would be nice for now maybe. A bright land, covered in the warmth of the sun, maybe here she could finally find something to belong to.

Shiro let a smile slowly play over her thin lips; gentle, sweet, warming. Life had to have some sort of meaning, and she would find it. For now she returned her gaze to the cloudless sky.

Secrets I never wanna show
[mate] Welcome back :) Spectra is a lone wolf in this thread.

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Teekon Wilds was a place filled with opportunities to start a new life while saying goodbye to old lovers and former enemies. Those wolves who were once a part of her past were now drifting away into a foggy memory, hopefully slowly fading away as the pendulum of time ticked the seconds away. Spectra felt powerful to walk away from the black pages of her own life, to have the courage to walk over the edge and try again. Try again once more. But it was also very scary, hugely daunting and it took every bit of courage, all scrambled together, to start afresh.

Every day was a feast of new experiences and chances to seize. As long, midnight-painted legs moved forward, it was not only forward in mileage but also a new distance she crossed away from everything that felt negative. Still, the sudden luxury of choices and directions that she could go where overwhelming her senses. Instead of moving only forward, Spectra decided to find solace in solitude and peace in relaxation.

Golden eyes settled upon the sight of a petite female who had a similarity to that of a porcelain doll, fragile but ever-so beautiful. With a careful approach the black female stepped closer and closer while painting a picture of contrast, one was dark and the other light. "Do you see little figurines in the clouds? I could have sworn I saw the resemblance of a bird."