Things had changed... season's had blurred past me... spring, summer, fall and then winter, only to pass by again and the constant drip of rain upon my forehead is replaced by the soft snow as I try in vain to get the white stuff from my vision. The pack I had originally fallen into... well let's just say we didn't share the same views. I abandoned the nameless woman who had shared a meal with me... or was it a male? Ah whatever, they had all been useless... none had given me any information on the land I had fallen to. With no great white wings spread from my back, no golden halo... no more of god's favor upon me for my work. I sigh once more as I stare out of the little rock crevasse that I had found to get out of the snow, so much of it!

It wasn't the cold that made me miserable but the mere sight of so much white in a land I recall being dark. It reminds me of heaven and I curl closer to myself, my body is painstakingly retaining back its glamorous exterior. It didn't matter how much I cursed them all, I wouldn't age any faster than the rest of these futile mortals would. Even now one approaches me I can hear slow and deliberate foot falls on the fresh snow, at two years old I was just growing into my juvenile form and looked the part. My legs are lean and long with paws just a fraction too large, when I reach adulthood they would be in perfect symmetry with my graceful self once again. I had been one of the most beautiful of the angels... even if some would claim themselves even more so. I had no need to do anything... it was to easy to just fluff my tail a switch or two near the boys and at least one would be at my side.

But even in my youth it's noticeable that I will make for a beautiful female, dark and twisted heart ready to do anything to grab at the power of rank again. To become once again more than just a mere mortal, everyone will bow to the name that is Gormory. But let me not get ahead of myself and forget about the here and now, silly puppy brain tends to drift now and then, those footsteps are closer to me now and out of the snowstorm that surrounds me comes a large beast of a male. I know that with my unique markings I stand out like a sore thumb now and there is no need to try and hide, my body is not yet mature enough to fight back but I had heard of males having a sick fascination with young females, perhaps I could use this to my advantage.

I slowly uncurl my face from my body and blink with wide eyes of a green like spring grass. Behind my youthful eyes is a knowledge far greater than the body tricked you into thinking should be there, there is a dark grace that I use to stand up to great this male because let's face it... I'm hardy by nature but even one such as myself doesn't last long in this cold by themselves. I needed a body and this man just might be willing to provide that for me. "Well hello there stranger," my voice is angelic in nature a variety of octaves to please the ear no matter the mood, I had lived many different lives for millennia modest wolves might think my ways scandalizing for in the tones a sultry meaning is placed behind them. Like a child playing adult my young body makes the moves to brush against him my gold and red body inches from his flesh, my adult memories often forget that here my body is too young for such acts. A give-away? Perhaps, but it gives me a chance to see if he's from a pack or a loner like me. He smells of my old pack of Asteria but the strong scent of another that was not the same as the old leaders...... led me to not hold it against him. "So, do tell... how is Asteria this time of year?" I had not been to the hills in a long time and my curiosity was slowly becoming peaked.

"talks like this"