At Leisure Lake the sun is always shining and only a few stray clouds roam the open sky; paradise is the one word that really describes it. This beautiful lake is clean and refreshing, the very best place to swim and fish. Pups are known to play here while older wolves watch at the side, engaged in their own activities.
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Posted on March 29, 2013 at 03:30:25 PM by Hellene
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^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ The fae’s hackles raised up immediately and her bodice leapt straight up into the air as a voice came from behind her. Hello! Hellene put her weight onto her haunches and swung around quickly, loose gravel raising up into the air by the quick action. Her grey and russet bodice dropped into a crouch, her upper lip raising to show her canines and a low growl began to rumble in her chest. But her amber eyes saw a white painted fae before her, and not a monster nor a brute. The fae was all wet, and clearly had just emerged from the wake. Hellene’s eyes narrowed – her own playfulness in the waves had clearly stunted her senses if she had not noticed her. The fae continued to speak to her then, though Hellene remained in her crouched position… she was not a fae that liked to be crept up upon – she had quite the quick temper. Did I scare you? I bet I did! I’m Aurora! A smile lit itself upon the fae’s kissers. Hellene froze, confused momentarily. This teen had scared her… In order to meet her? Playfully? Perhaps she meant no harm… What about you agent? What is your title? At this strange fae’s continued monologue, Hellene began to relax, starting by lowering her lips to hide her daggers and lowering her hackles. This teen was no threat… Slowly raising her bodice from the ground, and yet never taking her amber gaze off of the one known as Aurora, Hellene opened her maw to speak, her voice cold and monotone, all fo the playfulness that had been present when she had frolicked in the frigid waters gone for the moment. “It is rude to sneak up on another… But as for my title, I am called by those who know me by the name Hellene.” The fae had used the word ‘agent’… what did she meant by agent? Did she think Hellene was a spy? As you can tell, Hellene’s thought process slowed considerably after someone got the jump on her. “You did indeed scare me… and what is it that you mean by the word ‘agent?’ Do you think me to be a spy?” Seeing the playfulness of the teen, Hellene regretted her cold tone, and relaxed a bit, continuing her speech. “If anything, you, Aurora, are the spy. You watched me without my knowledge and snuck up on me without me hearing you. You must be a spy or an assassin, surely.” A small smile laid itself upon the fae’s kissers, remembering back to the time when Hellene and her sister Athene had played make-believe games. They were always sneaking off to get in some sort of trouble… ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ |
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