LILAC:
I have no time to think as something hard and pointy thuds into my muzzle...
My fur spikes up...
And I start to, instinctively, growl.
I look the male, briefly, up and down...
And I swallow my jaws...
“Who are you?”
I snap...
Regaining my strong, confident voice.
DAMIAN:
I manage to regain my footing.
Her voice was so clear....so sure.
I can't help but smile.
Speaking hurriedly...
“Just a lone male....
Stowing away on claimed territory...
Scouting the area for other wolves...
Like yourself.”
I nod towards her.
The grin spreading across my mischievously furry features.
LILAC:
The fur around my collar bristles ever so slightly.
“Cut the crap, dog.
I'm not looking for a mate.”
And I start to move away.
“Now, if you'll be so kind, I would like to be on my way....
It was ...not so nice meeting you..”
I grumbled behind me....
Trying to shake his interest off.
Kicking up white dust...
As I trot quickly off.
DAMIAN:
My brow raises involuntarily at the she-wolf's remarks.
And I snort scornfully.
Catching up to her...
In five easy leaps.
“You know....you never did tell me your name...”
I huff playfully.
I didn't want to waste this priceless opportunity.
LILAC:
I groaned....
Shaking my head.
I knew this guy was going to be a nuisance...
“Lilac May .”
DAMIAN:
“Damian Summer.”
I haughtily reply.
I had to admit, I was quite proud of my family's name.
From the time I was born, I had been fed on adventurous tales from my father's side of the family.
It was going to be a lot to live up to.
“What a very pretty name you have...I must say.”
I purr teasingly into her ear.
LILAC:
I roll my eyes.
Returning his obnoxious snort as I fling dirt into his eyes.
Sprinting across the clearing...
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Fading Howls (IN THE PROCESS OF MAJOR EDITING)
AdventurePLEASE NOTE: THIS STORY IS NOT ABOUT WEREWOLVES When Lilac meets Damian... She thinks she may have, finally, done something right in her life. But, when her and Damian find themselves caught in a flared war... Darkly complicated secrets will unravel...