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 January 24, 2017 at 07:19:19 PM by ANASTASIA
ANASTASIA no affiliations .x. of age .x. female .x. loveless .x. controlled by kyleigh It was stained stilts that carried her across the rough terrain. The first feature one would notice of the girl was her height, – she stood significantly shorter than most. She had just reached maturity, as her small frame had already bloomed and her body had grown laced with deep, feminine curves. Beneath thick robes of mixed reds and grays, one would occasionally capture the movement of heavy muscles bending and flexing with every step she took. Despite the exhaustion of travel, she continued forward with her crown held high and speckled auds alert. Constantly flicking to capture and tune into any nearby noises. Hues of a beautiful steel would survey the area continuously. The she was always alert, always ready. Maybe it was the sound of the water that dragged her to the lake. Nonetheless, she was relieved. The sun had already begun to retire by the time she had erupted from the treeline, the sky ablaze with wonderful shades of orange and yellow. Subtle hints of rich purple could be spotted in the distance, and the heat of the day had already begun to dissipate. It was only when she was sure that she was alone that she emitted a soft sigh of relief. Delicate steps brought her to the edge of the crystalline water’s surface, where she momentarily dipped her crown and began to desperately lap at the cool liquid. The thought of stopping for a drink during her travel was out of the question earlier. But now, she felt more at ease. She no longer had to run. When she felt that she’d had her fill, she lowered her curved frame into the shallow waters. With her small crown propped lightly on her paws, her steel portals watched as the subtle motion of the water carefully carried away the traces of mud and dirt that had covered her pillars before. Eventually, she would even feel her hues begin to shut. Tuning in to the soft noises of the water lapping against her pelt, Anastasia would allow the soothing atmosphere to envelope her and for once in a very long time, she allowed her guard to be let down enough for her to relax. “speaking.” CORRUPTING ALL THAT I AM OOC    |
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- Каждый демон хочет, чтобы его фунт плоти; - By LEV January 31, 2017 at 06:55:41 AM
T O X I C WITHIN - By ANASTASIA February 16, 2017 at 10:01:43 PM
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