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Mitts light on the melting snow, pedestales outstretched for the length of a good lope around the borders of the territory. Plume held high in the air, dial held tall and confident, the maiden was guarding her borders. Of course, she was the only wolf in the pack at the moment, but she still needed to guard, in the opportunity that one comes into her earth. Just as the femme stretched her stilts longer and faster, her front left mitt sunk into a snowy hole. A yelp escaped her maw, frustration filling her cranium. After her embarrassing run-in with Fang, embarrassment came quicker and worse for her.

After a few moments of struggling to free her mitt, the Alphesse stood tall, her orbs scanning the forest quickly. With light steps, the dove danced her way across the melting snow, careful not to sink again. That was an experience that didn't need to be repeated, for sure.

Lost in her own thought, the Goddess began to let her mind wander. Of course, the first place it went was flying snow. She shook her dome, petrified as the vision of corps' flew her was. The dame shook her dial, careful not to let the vision get to her. A song with no lyrics became her main focus, the simple tune enough to keep her mind busy. She hummed a long tune, and then, froze. Her harks heard light pawsteps, not far away. Another wolf! On HER land. Her fur rose on it's ends, and a quiet growl rose in her throat. With light steps, the Alphesse danced over to the bushes, and saw a brute in front of her. With the lightest steps she could manage, the femme danced out in front of him, seeming to materialise out of mid-air.
"What is your business doing here?" The she-devil snapped, her jowls drawn back slightly. Her plume was high, her dial stretching above his. He could be an intruder!

A quiet night. Dark and lonely, harsh and painful. The moon shone bright, the darkness slowly eating away at her soul. Anger, fear, grief. Memories. The ivory femme could see herself, running through the snow, she could hear the blood-curling howls like yesterday. Her mind ran over and over those howls again. The ones she loved. The ones she loved the most. She shook her dome strongly, her jowls drawn back slightly into a scowl, a disturbed façade. It was easy to tell she was mentally disturbed, something was bothering the maiden, but her tongue curled around the lyrics, keeping them to herself.



The femme was jostled at the quick, goofy response, but her petite figure remained tense, her visage expressionless.
"A goddess? Hardly," The she-devil sneered, before standing taller on her pistons as she began to dance around the rogue, "I am the Goddess of these lands, yes, but never shall I be a Goddess in whole. Instead, my mind is filled with lost, painful memories,"

The sky was clearing up, more and more by the minute, the sun barely peaking through the disappearing clouds. The maiden raised her maw to the heavens above, her optics watching the clouds as the mascu seemed to be thinking. She was afraid to meet his orbs, afraid to see hurt and a facade that meant he had taken offence. A facade that meant he would leave. Her insides seemed to burn with terror, but the femme kept a visage that held her feelings deep. With a deep sigh, she lowered her dial and looked at the rogue, only to watch his deep breath for air before he spoke.
"I'm sorry about intruding on your territory." the mascu spoke clearly, and, to Placid's audits, sincerely. Trust was an issue for her, and she needed to get over that fear.
"Yes, hun, I'm sure. I just got protective, that's all," Her voice was musical, full of appraisal for his apology.
"Are there others in your pack?" the orange brute inquired, but all the Alphesse was able to do was shake her dome in embarrassment.
"No. It's just me, hun," Her vocals were soft and sad, quiet to show her dreams and wishes, giving him a quick peak at an actual expression, before her usual blankness slid into place.
"Why?"

Quiet, expressionless. A feeling to leave these terrible feelings. A memory to be erased. For another day. The sun was setting over the horizon, causing a dark feeling to wash over the femme at the thought of another lonely night to be spent alone. The winds were beginning to act up, the snow beginning to fly as thunder and lightning banged in the sky. Rain began to fall, the winds causing the snow to fly. A simple word for this storm; SPRING STORM.. Fear filled the femmes eyes before she replaced it with bravery.
"Come on, let's get back to the site!!"

The femme nodded quickly and scrambled up the hill, having no difficulties. She glanced back at the red male through the airborne snow and the pouring rain, he looked.. Cute. A hidden grin split across her maw, one that was hopefully invisible through the pouring rain and flying snow. Even throughout spring storms, the maiden was able to keep calm. She knew her way back to camp easily now, and padded quickly along the top of the snow. Knowing that the red wolf may have some difficulties along the rough, uneven earth and the snow, she slowed her pace a bit to be sure he was fine. Her lyrics were rough and snippy as she called back to him;
"Hurry up!!" her mitts technically floated as she flew into camp and into the cover of her den, where she waited for Makato.

The Alphesse had glanced back at the red-coated male multiple times throughout the journey, to notice he was having no problems at all climbing the mountain cliffs. That was a good sign. He may actually be able to live in the pack. Even with the rain and snow pelting him in the face, he had a positive look on his face, and that pleased the maiden, knowing that he may be one to notice the beauty of her home.



As soon as the brute weaved his way into the den, her den, the femme sat back on her haunches, relaxing now that he was safe, in her home. The brutal winds screamed outside, seeming to tear up her grounds, and it made her antsy. The maiden watched the rogue as her took in her den, her optics seeming to memorize each part before they met hers. The femme observed as a water droplet slide down his visage, scrambling to his maw and dropping to the earth.



"It's nice up here. What's your name?" the orange brute asked, and all the Goddess could do was smile. This was the only expression, the only time that this mascu would see it.
"Placid, dear, and you?" The maiden responded in a soft, musical tone. "Now, it's time for you to rest. I'll run to grab some food for you, and you get settled," She purred, and bounded through the entrance before he could stop her. She flung herself into the den under a tree, cautious of the constant winds. She snatched herself two, plump winter hares and raced back to her den. When she arrived back in her den, the Alphesse nodded to the hares as she set them down.
"Pick one," She ordered, before she sat back and waited.

D**n! The alphesse nearly growled as Makato took the hare she wanted. The smaller one with less fat. She definitely did not like the fat that was found on most hares, for sure. Carefully, the femme pulled the other hare towards her and tore it apart, eating it's tough hide without difficulty. She was used to eating chewier food, due to the harsh winds and cold weather, their pelts were tough.
"Makato.. What a nice name," the dove murmured softly, before speaking louder, "My pleasure, Makato. What is it that brought you here?"