A pointed nose stuck into the air, the grey short strands of fur rippling in the wind. The alphess's eyes shown in the light, their bluish color tinged with grey. The Queen loved the new changes spreading through the lands. The new magical beings that have been entering. Her pack was strong, or at least she hoped it would be. Her dainty body trotted through Blossom, her fur rippling against the wind. The arctic wolf believed fully in her pack. Her relationship with those wolves had led her to new beginnings: new friends and new relationships. The queen had never really found herself loving someone. She had no idea what love was at this point.
Her mind wandered as her body roamed through Blossom. When she snapped out of her daze, she realized she'd found herself at the edge of a lake. Milo shook her head for a moment, wondering how she got here so quickly. It wasn't something that the femme was used too. The Queen carefully lifted her head, taking in all the scents around her. When she did so, she could taste the salty air coming from the lake. She could smell stale scents of wolves that had passed through. Blossom was a bustling place and many lived in the area.
Queen Milo gazed around the lake, the pebbles rolling underneath her paws. She continued towards the shore, her eyes wrinkling at the edges as she gave a small smile. The lake was beautiful today, sunlight shimmering on the surface.
She grinned and continued to the shore. When the water began lapping at her paws, she let out a delighted yip. It felt good on her warm body. The cold seeped down to her bones, which oddly felt good at this moment. This was crazy. Was she going insane? The femme really didn't know anymore, but she was pretty well accustomed to the water. The ivory coat glistened in the soft yellow light.
However, rustling from the shadows behind her caused a flick of her head. Her fur began to rise around her slim shoulders. Who was trying to make themselves known? Did they want an audience with the Queen of Wudubearo? If so, they should make themselves known.
she called out, unknowingly. With the salty scent of the sea behind her, she couldn't scent any wolf making an appearance.