Traydon River

This river is famously known for its fish!

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Beltran wasn’t the only creature feeling the pull of the Full Moon. Crest felt edgy, she was doing a better job than the brute she was nearing about controlling it. She didn’t like to draw attention to herself, when one was hunting a stupid, cheating, vixen! She was still quite angry about losing to that fox during the war simply because she used a death blessing. The grey wolfess bared her fangs menacingly, the two canines slightly more pointed than the average wolf’s. She had regained her Vampire Heart blessing, and she had full intentions on turning that fox into one just so Crest would get the pleasure of watching her burn in the sun! Crest, had no problems with the sun thanks to Sunblock, but the vix hopefully would be caught off guard by her having it again. Crest had restrained from biting the black and white fox, next time, she wouldn’t have such reservations. She had ranted and raved many a time about this to her little strange, deer, horse creature thing… Teslin was what Crest had chosen to call her. The creature loved water, and currently was probably swimming in the river nearby, the dual shaded grey wolfess rather liked Teslin, she was immensely loyal and Crest valued that in her partner, even at such a young age.

It was shortly after she was revived that she found the black egg sticking out of Ice Moon Stream. Curious, she had picked it up and shortly after that Teslin had hatched for her. It was a strange turn for the wolfess never thought she would have to ‘take care’ of anything, nor did she ever want too. Thankfully, she didn’t have to. Teslin ate grasses and mosses, so Crest didn’t even have to feed the weird silvery creature she took good care of herself, another thing Crest liked about the weird Mythical.

Her mind jerked away from her little compatriot when she smelled the faint scent of Wind Gale. It was very faint, lightly dotting the air. Crest smiled. She hadn’t been back to Ice since she had died, and a new body materialized making her scent just smell like the wilds of Mountain. Perfect for getting in close to that ####ed fox. The wolfess bounded forward, moving around the trees and through the snows like a leaf on the wind. It wasn’t long before she spotted the large white beast. A werewolf. Now that /was/ interesting. Unlike most who would turn and flee at the sight of the beast, Crest, she was worse than –just- a werewolf she feared no beast.

“Greetings,” The fem’s voice was light, her tail giving a light wave as she crossed into the same clearing as the black and white brute. She was certain that he would have already detected her, so there wasn’t any need for pretences. “Odd to see our kind out and about without a full moon.” She noted lightly, “A rare talent.” She noted lightly, teal eyes locked on the werewolf.


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