you don't need wings to be an angel
Valkyrie found herself smiling at the young pup's enthusiasm to introduce himself. "Well hello, the
amzing Rex," she said softly. "How old are you?" The sleek fae she had been aware of before- apparently Rex's mother- slipped out of the trees and directed a dignified apology to the two wolves who had caused Valkyrie to take cover in the first place. This drew her attention to the pair once again- the brute, a rather gruff-looking creature, was a medium grey, while the femme- his mate? sister? acquaintance?- was much paler, with a lithe figure and striking eyes. Having looked them both over, the warrior angel decided that none of the three wolves before her would pose much of a threat to her wellbeing. Except perhaps Rex; Rex looked incredibly fierce. ( ;) )
V A L K Y R I E ♥
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