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Antoinette
A pretty girl with broken wings is all that I desire

I continued to lounge next to the tree, mismatched eyes gazing out at the trees in front of me. I was content, for once, with solitude. It certainly wouldn't last, because if nothing else I was a slave to the attention of others. It was both a blessing and a curse. At least I never had any trouble with attracting attention. A small, confident smile graced my delicate face at that thought. There were plenty of girls here, certainly, but were any of them quite as pretty as me? I didn't think so.

My ears twitched as I heard the sound of pawsteps approaching. Content as I was with my own company, I certainly wasn't adverse to conversation. I tilted my head as the brute came into view, my tail giving a few thumps against the ground. I made no move to rise, simply gazing up at him with my pastel gaze. I let my eyes wander over his body, he was quite large like Nakoda had been, but there was something different in his eyes. Something hungrier. I could work with that. Boys were so easy to manipulate because they were all the same, at their core. I could wrap them around my paw so very easily.

I gave a girlish giggle as he spoke, my eyes returning to stare into his own. His words only proved that he was just like other males, thinking that they were special to deserve the attention of a girl as beautiful as me. A playful smirk pulled at my maw as he finished. Yes, surely I should have a trail of suitors that follow me wherever I go... I should really get on that.

"Your woods? It must take an exceptional wolf to preside over such a large territory." I said in my lightly accented voice, mismatched eyes glinting.

"No, no suitors. I'm far too good for them." I said with a small giggle. I was only half-joking, of course. "My name is Antoinette. Tell me, monsieur, what is yours?"

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