Post by Deleted on Apr 30, 2012 19:44:45 GMT -5
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The sun was shining brightly this morning. It blindingly reflected off of the fresh white snow. Misha Volkov had been taking a leisurely stroll. She enjoyed the cold weather because not very many humans roamed the outdoors when the breeze could give you frost bite. That is why she was headed into the Wayward Woods.
The Beta Female wished to run as her true self at this very moment. The urge was so intense that she couldn't wait till nightfall. Her paws ached for the earth benieth them. Her black fur was begging for the wind to brush it back. Her wet nose was itching for the bite of the frost. Most of all, her teeth were growling for the hunt. It was a pity to have to hide in her weak human form. Although, she will agree she is beautiful no matter what form she takes, her human form is inferior to her lycan form.
Her long dark wavy hair was being tussled and tossed by the crisp wind. Misha was becoming ever more impatient. She could feel her inner wolf scratching and fighting to escape. It saddened her to have to keep such a natural thing contained. All she wanted to do was let it out. She had tried waiting. Reading hadn't passified it. Neither did drawing or sculpting. In the end books had been tossed aside and clay had been aggressively pounded to a pulp.
As she drew closer the smell of the musty leaf strewn woods met her nose. A warm smile parted her pouty lips. She was itching now, barely containing the effortless change that was so imminent. Her dark eyes were scanning the surrounding area before she took off in a full fledged run toward the tree lining. Just as she was about to take off she heard the snap of a twig. Someone had followed her here.
Spinning on the ball of her her foot she turned to face the unwelcomed intruder. Her beautiful features transformed into a look of disgust. Her body relaxed as she sighed.
"Oh, it's you." Misha huffed. "Can't you bother someone else?" She begged.
Why me? Can't I just have my own time alone? The only time I wish to be alone and suprise here you are. Misha thought to herself as she took in the person before her._____________________Word Count: 400
Muse: Ok
Notes: Doing good for my first post