Shell Shock Island

An abandoned island. Food is limited here, though it is a safe place for those seeking refuge.

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The white femme padded along the beach slowly, her ice blue eyes gleaming. At last, she'd escaped. Escaped from her brother, who she'd cared for all through her puphood and who had never showed a hint of gratefulness. Escaped from her unwilling coward of a stepfather.

She was free.

Letting a small, crooked smile crease her maw, the wolfess headed down to the salty water, letting it wet her forepaws as she gazed out to sea. Free. Even the word tasted sweet. Free, to do exactlyas she wanted.

The teenagers grin widened and she raised her head, letting the wind ruffle the bangs that fell like a waterfall down the side of her face, half covering one pale eye. She was, pretty much, drop dead gorgeous in an eat-your-heart kind of way, and she knew it all too well. Her health and shining beauty had always been a great source of irritation to her disfigured, sickly brother.

She flicked her pointed ears at the sound of footsteps crushing somewhere close, and moved her head just far enough that she could make out who approached from the corner of her eye. She kept her frame perfectly still as she assessed the brute.

Walking slowly, taking great pains to avoid the sea, peering down at every rock he passed. His scent, when she inhaled, was unfamiliar, and there was nothing aggressive about his posture. After surveying him for a few moments, she decided he wasn't likely to attack, and relaxed as far as her strictly calculating mind would let her.

He was quite close now, staring at something half covered by sand- it glinted in the light. A piece of metal, maybe? Nothing particularly interesting, anyway.

She didn't speak at first, or even move. In her own way, the fey was quite shy- she just stood still, and continued to watch from the corner of her vision. This was the first stranger she hadmet since leaving home. The first test, as it were. She steeled herself. Courage, the voice inside her head whispered, courage. Do try to be friendly, don't put on that icy mask you normally do whenever you meet somebody, just to cover up your nervousness.

"Hi." she said, her voice a little higher than normal, her body perfectly still.

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