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Enocra Woodland
Pine, spruce and firs alike...
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| Nakato
nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky |
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He came like a ghost, making no sounds, though his steps are fast and sudden. One moment, Nakato was alone, the next, she was staring in the eyes of a god. She blinked rapidly as she made sense of what was happening, but before she could say anything, the male was talking with a voice as smooth as honey, but the line seemed to fall short. For a moment, nothing was said as she continued to stare at him, trying to get a sense of who he was. He seemed to be an older wolf, but still strong and obviously capable of caring for himself. There was no scent on him but his own which meant he was a loner. Not bound to a pack and still alive at his age… Nakato became very interested in him suddenly. She stood up as he moved closer to her and felt her hackles rise slowly. But she didn’t want to be too aggressive with the stranger. The season begged her to obey her hormones and for the first time in her life, the druid could not resist. The male was a perfect candidate. Even the color of his aura, which glowed around him in a bright silver color. The color of intelligence and power, not to mention mystery. There was something about this male that enticed the woman, but she wasn’t about to give herself up so easily. ”Who ever said I was sad? Thoughtful, would be a better word.” she said, seeing his tail wagging behind him. At least he wasn’t being aggressive or overly brutish. Electric blue eyes sparkled in the glittering snow as she stepped closer. Her little stubbed tail wagged uselessly behind her. Everything about her movements was careful, planned. It was her way of showing she was fit to bare children, even though she was a bit older herself. As she spoke, her voice had a flirty air to it that rang beautifully in the silent forest. ”Winter has always been a favorite season of mine. It’s a playful time of the year. Tell me, stranger, what name do you go by? I am Nakato, master healer of Asteraia.” |