by Evolia Redmoon » Wed Jun 20, 2012 7:54 am
"Better silent den fulla noise. Like screamin' neighbors." The wolf snorted.
She crossed her arms. Slender looking arms, but buff near the shoulders- as if she more focused on the offence there in her old travels. Scars parted the fur on her arms, and the thick tuffs there blew along the breeze.
The she-wolf studied the mansion a moment. She had large, strange hazel eyes that gleamed a strange black in the center- like a cobra marking. Set into deep, black hooded eyelids that fell down and made her seem half asleep, they were the essence of a silent observer.
"Ya know, uvval da places t'live, its gotta be in da middle o' no where. Why always in da middle o' no where for her?" She asked the cat quizactly.