K N I F E and A R R O W
The pair trotted along side each other, twins of opposite sex. Knife was the female, an almost ghostly pelted fey. She had a metallic blue colour almost all over her- glowing almost. She had a silver chest and silver paws. Along her cheeks were markings of navy blue and shimmering gold- hearts, spirals, and stripes. These interesting markings also ran across her back. Her ears were studded with golden and silver studs and rings, and around her neck was a jewel-embedded dagger. Knife’s eyes were never a set colour, instead they always differed between gold, silver, purple, black, and white. At the moment they were a relaxed purple.
Her twin brother Arrow looked of the same husky and wolf build. But his markings couldn’t be more different. His pelt was mainly dark, flaming orange- like a sunset. Metallic orange, metallic like his sisters pelt. Arrow had red spots along his back and around his face and ears. His paws were brown, as was his face and ears. Arrow’s own eyes were always gold, and he possessed not a dagger but a little, pure gold, arrow hung round his neck. The two processed so strange garments for they used to belong to a human, which had granted them with such weapons. The human had been an Eskimo, a hunter at that, and they had learnt lots from him. Their mother was a husky that had been tied up and left for the wolves- that way she had conceived the healthy pair that strolled wolf mountain now. Bred for the skill, intelligence, and speed of the wolf. And the outstanding stamina and strength of the Siberian husky. Both were accustomed to harsh weather.
The twins were mainly looking to be recruited. Though they wished not to venture into a pack lands without knowing what to expect. For now they would mingle with others and find what information they could. They would blend in, if they could, but of course that was kind of impossible for twins of their looks and odd characteristics. But they would watch, and wait, and learn. The twins would prove to be powerful allies and members to a pack or gang if they were discovered. If they respected their alpha. Because they were very loyal. It was cautiously now that the pair trotted up the ice peak, climbing higher and higher. Cautiously, but easily. They were very used to the rough, icey terrain. Quickly, much faster than your average wolf, they clambered to the top- not a big breathless. And then they examined the world below them with knowing eyes.
Table by Danny.
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