A Beconing IP: 188.50.30.82 Posted on January 21, 2013 at 03:01:04 PM by Dash
Wow, so many wolves, I think, trotting along the river. My sleek dusky pelt stands out in the crowd, for which I grin at. I like being the center of attention among my friends, and sometimes among strangers. True to my name, my blue eyes spot everything. Spotter. Who would call their pup that? My parents, of course. Yes, I do know they named me that because of my talent, but really!? Why not something like Dusk or Hades? My eyes spot a fae with different eye colors, and I approach her on quiet paws. "Hello," I say smoothly, flashing my charming grin. It had most she-wolves melt. Why not this one? Like this fae, Spotter was a teen, and looking for someone . . . More as a lover than a mate . . . For now. Replies: There have been no replies.
