<font color=ccc3b4><b></b>if you let it take a part of your soul</font>

raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens

She'd found her pack, Weylin had graciously allowed her to stay within his pack for the moment and the prospect of spending more time with Pan seemed to enlighten the whole situation. It seems that life keeps throwing things in miss Ever's path in order to keep her further away from her original home than she was willing to admit. First the falling star, something she has still not discovered fully yet, next the intrepid Pan who seemed to have no folly other than his insessent need to correct everything she had to say; which in it's self was both an intregue and a disadvantage. No one ever really liked to be corrected for something they said or did, but Everchime seemed to be just to darn polite to tell him other wise. Which is probably why they'll become best of friends. Like all girls her age (ok, maybe not all girls, but most) she dreamed of the perfect mate. Someone strong, willing to protect her and their pups no matter what was coming at them. They would work as a team and take down prey together in the swiftest of ways.

Passion, dreams, all things that Everchime had, the girl was more in the clouds though than here on earth most days, she'd left Glorall to get a breather and perhaps gather more wolves for their cause, whatever that might be. Perhaps I should learn that cause before I start to spread the word about us she thinks to herself breifly as she finally steps foot into the open meadow. A flash of dark and another flash of color catches her eyes and draws her out of her thoughts. Carmel ears tip forwards their black tips arched slightly as she takes in the fast paced hunt that was going on. A dozen or more hares, all young and eager to get out into the world scattered for the high hills as the two wolves took down their prey. Her head swivvels to take in the sight of a pale female watching the antics, she misses the other in the grass until he pops up and looks at the other two.

Ever was a slight wolf, light on her feet and agile as any hare that seemed to be fleeing this place. The pale wolf tries with numerous unsuccessful attempts to catch a hare, Ever is to sweet and kind to chuckle at the girls misfortune, she's to caring to not take Pan's advice and watch the hares for a moment before she too darts after them. Her feeth seem to fly over the landscape, those pumpkin pie eyes are quick to watch the specific hare she has choosen to go after, a few miss directed leaps give her the advantage as she jumps like a deer from one spot to the next and lands swiftly on the young hare her body weight not alot but enough to squeeze the life out of the poor creature before she grabbed it and shook the crap out of it to snap it's neck.

She'd already eaten her plentiful amount in fish and other small creatures in Glorall yesterday and still felt pretty full for the time being, she walked towards the pale female with the young hare's ears trapped between her teeth. Slowing down before she got to the female she drops the dead hare on the ground and takes a few steps back laying herself on her belly "It's alright, already eaten today. You go ahead and have it" she says her tongue lolling out to the side in a wolfish smile her eyes bright at the prospect of meeting a new friend. This could be another reason that Ever and Pan could make great friends, they both think their helping people when in the end, they could be doing more harm than not. It all depends on how the other person takes it. "My names Everchime, from Glorall. What's your name?" she asks trying to make small talk. She needed to make new friends, Ever never did well on her own for very long.

"talks like this"

Everchime
female - 2 yo - no mate - no imprint - devil dog - glorall - no pups

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