But the downside of being a con artist is that it's very hard to con. Even if the lies you tell are to yourself.
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It had been a few days now that she'd arrived at Teekon, and yet not a trace of her brother could be found. It was awful, truly. Though her attitude and promiscuous ways didn't cease, though slowed down greatly. Wolves were no where in sight to be seduced, all hiding from the snow, all having homes, lucky assholes. The pads on her paws no longer stung, and now held an uncomfortable numbness that could never be adapted too. Neither she or her brother were made for the harsh winter, with svelte bodies and thin, soft coats. The warmth and energy of another was stripped from her after irresponsibly wandering too far and getting lost in unknown territory. Never once had she been alone, and never had it been in winter.
Fortunately, she could catch food and maintain the figure she was terrified of losing. It provided so much for her, especially now. To grow too thin was just...terrifying to the vixen. Ugh, if only she were smarter -- like her brother -- then she would make it by easily.
It was odd to feel so many emotions at once, the miraculous feeling of independence but the depressing sensation of solidarity clashing against each other like fire was overwhelming. Perhaps she should start asking people of Reek and Charley, but it would unknowingly to Emory fail, as both have changed their titles upon her departure.
She was never one to delve deeply into emotion or thought, but being alone forced you to stay sane somehow, and learning yourself was the only way to cope. It had become a common thing for the wolfess to suddenly be pulled from her thoughts and reappear in a completely new place, different than the one she felt was there but a minute ago, but actually now miles behind her. This time, her wanderings brought her to a snow covered field, doused in moonlight, a prepossessing sight to behold. She stopped for a moment to lower her hindlegs onto the freezing ground and observe.
It had been a few days now that she'd arrived at Teekon, and yet not a trace of her brother could be found. It was awful, truly. Though her attitude and promiscuous ways didn't cease, though slowed down greatly. Wolves were no where in sight to be seduced, all hiding from the snow, all having homes, lucky assholes. The pads on her paws no longer stung, and now held an uncomfortable numbness that could never be adapted too. Neither she or her brother were made for the harsh winter, with svelte bodies and thin, soft coats. The warmth and energy of another was stripped from her after irresponsibly wandering too far and getting lost in unknown territory. Never once had she been alone, and never had it been in winter.
Fortunately, she could catch food and maintain the figure she was terrified of losing. It provided so much for her, especially now. To grow too thin was just...terrifying to the vixen. Ugh, if only she were smarter -- like her brother -- then she would make it by easily.
It was odd to feel so many emotions at once, the miraculous feeling of independence but the depressing sensation of solidarity clashing against each other like fire was overwhelming. Perhaps she should start asking people of Reek and Charley, but it would unknowingly to Emory fail, as both have changed their titles upon her departure.
She was never one to delve deeply into emotion or thought, but being alone forced you to stay sane somehow, and learning yourself was the only way to cope. It had become a common thing for the wolfess to suddenly be pulled from her thoughts and reappear in a completely new place, different than the one she felt was there but a minute ago, but actually now miles behind her. This time, her wanderings brought her to a snow covered field, doused in moonlight, a prepossessing sight to behold. She stopped for a moment to lower her hindlegs onto the freezing ground and observe.
December 20, 2016, 12:25 PM
Gah I almost forgot about this! Sorry for the wait!!
Winter was what many would consider the worst season for hunting. The lack of prey never made it easy on the wolves and many were pushed to hunt outside of their respective claims. It caused wars to break out and chaos to spread within the wilds, and eventually brought death to many. The snow never made anything easier and Hadraniel had never enjoyed the freezing air either. Overall winter was just one big pain in the ass.
But once in a while he was fortunate enough to stumble upon a place like this that seemed to calm the brewing storm within him. The fresh blanket of snow that covered the field was beauty itself, but the peaceful air that seemed to sweep across the land made it all the more enjoyable. He had caught the scent of a stranger and eventually came close enough to catch their silhouette in the distance. He was unsure if he should approach but ultimately ended up walking towards them in the end simply due to his unsatisfiable curiosity.
But the downside of being a con artist is that it's very hard to con. Even if the lies you tell are to yourself.
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January 02, 2017, 05:18 PM
The breeze brought forth an unfamiliar smell, Emory quickly turned her head to spot the stranger wandering somewhere near. Soon enough, agaisnt the white background, she found a male not too far away. A single blink and her eyes became orbs of lust and desire, she altered her posture to be as alluring as possible, all of this out of habit. She'd do it for nearly anyone, not always intentionally. Her games were mainly just a form of distraction from her disapointment in life, and would take it anytime possible.
Hopefully, the stranger would come closer, but she never chased after anyone...besides Charley. So, she turned back to look upon the prepossesing view and wait patiently in hopes of them walking over.
Hopefully, the stranger would come closer, but she never chased after anyone...besides Charley. So, she turned back to look upon the prepossesing view and wait patiently in hopes of them walking over.
January 05, 2017, 10:31 AM
As the distance between the two closed and the mysterious silhouette slowly morphed into a creature of beauty, Hadraniel found himself more interested than what he had originally intended. He had thought her to simply be another passerby, they would exchange hellos and goodbyes and be on their merry way. But judging by her posture, the man picked up that she might be after something more than just a quick greeting.
"Hey" he called out from behind her, testing to see if he should continue to approach or tuck tail and run. She didn't appear hostile, but then again he hadn't had the best of luck with chicks from this area and he'd rather be safe than sorry.
"Hey" he called out from behind her, testing to see if he should continue to approach or tuck tail and run. She didn't appear hostile, but then again he hadn't had the best of luck with chicks from this area and he'd rather be safe than sorry.
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