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A slow moving river; a dwindling splash here and there caused by the shallow stones jutting up from the sand. Still. Everything was still. No sound, silence. No birds tweeting, the gloom of clouds hanging over head threatening to rain down and overflow the shadowed river before her. The silence was something she was used to, something that she had grown to become friends with. Something that others couldn't stand. But, she didn't mind, and while she enjoyed conversing; she enjoyed the silence as well.

Here she sat, upon the earth, staring at her reflection though no expression told her emotions. Something she was also exceeding in. Though, while her enjoyment of her own presence, she would find herself begin to waver from unintentional feelings of loneliness. A soft sight would escape her parched lips before she would aim to bow down to the ground to take a sip of the life restoring liquid. Once she had finished restoring her energy as she was already full; the damsel stilled as she gathered another scent that belonged to another wolf. A sigh, once again, escaped her lungs as well as lips before a depressed song entered her audits. What a shame.. She thought before continuing into the direction that the scent and song came from. Slipping through foliage quite easily, she soon found herself standing a half a yard from another being. A wolf, a obsidian one at that; one that blended into the shadows and became one with it. Clearing her throat to announce her presence, she spoke."You called?" She dared to take a step closer that followed her words.

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