There is an idea.
there is more than just flesh.
Behind this mask,
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Shimza was very drawn to large crowds, and look what she had found! A group of lots of wolves from many places. She strode towards them with confidence steps. The sun shone on her golden fur, and he sunburst eyes glowed eagerly. She observed the group happily. She took in all the personalities here. A hideous looking female creature, scarred and black, seemed to be causing a disturbance. Another brute of female mishap was sitting stiff and white off on her own – the one Shimza could have sworn was a male at first glance. And another naughty little girl observed from the side. She was young, it seemed, and probably shouldn’t be admist a grown-up party. But, well, Shimza wasn’t going to stop her. Then there was that… emo character glaring at everyone with those strange greenish blue, pupiless eyes.
A male who thought he was so well hidden behind those rocks was also curious. Shimza gave him a wink as she passed him, but hardly gave that voluptuous red-striped face harlot over yonder a glance. Of all the wolves here, Shimza had singled her out at a rival because she was every bit dripping in feminine beauty – a threat to Shimza’s reign.
When she stepped among them, she noticed the hard faces. Oh my, what a serious gathering. No smiles, no flirtatious whistles. Oh, please! Was this fall, or was this fall, wolves?! Let loose a little. Shimza grinned happily when she her arrival coincided with a female who awkwardly circled around them. And her grin became an award winning smile when heard the words of the strange female. Well, that was cute… almost. An innocent question that screamed to any male, “I’m new to this whole mating thing.” Shimza could have laughed aloud, but she didn’t. Instead, she answered, “Why, this is a gathering, sugar. A place where pairs are made for winter. So tell me, what kind of male are you looking for?”
Oh yeah, that’s right. Put her on the spot and watch her squirm. Shimza loved seeing the little girls get all bashful. It was damn cute and she was sure some male would probably be blown away by it too. Maybe she was doing the wolf a favor, but maybe she was being mean too. Shimza didn’t hardly know, she just knew that she was here, and she’d have some fun with it, and she did that at the mercy of others.
------------------------------------------------------------shimza // female // 6 years // 26 inches // gypsy // no imprint // played by toulouse
Shimza