when you think happiness.--alphas.

[Shadow]

Rayne.
He said the way my blue eyes shine,
Puts those Georgia stars to shame at night -
I said "thats a lie."

~>Strides were taken carefully toward the place that had been called the royal Neuteral lands for so many generations. White pads seemed to glide over the landscape, and movement is ever so silent - silence to epirce the ears. Graceful - a quality you wouldn't expect to be found in such a downed creature. But even with the loss of her mate and both her pups, the female had been able to slip a mask on and walk with dignity as she approached the lands; head and ears heald up, tail raised to level with her haunches. And she had the right to be dominant in her stance, seeing as the fea was leader of the Scythes, located at Blood Beach. And though she was the only pack member so far, nothing was going to put her down.

~>Atleast, she wouldn't let it show.

~>The light stepping came to a hault at the border of Black Spruce Forest. Sea-blue gaze took in her surroundings, measuring up the wooded area that she'd travelled into. Though the medium sized wolfess didn't seem to intimidating to look at, she knew that if any tried to sneak up on her in this place she'd be quick to strike them down. These wolven might be royal, but after being left by everyone who'd she had cared about in the least bit, not a shred of patience was left in the increasingly anti-social animal's persona. And she'd have to go against her nature to bring up the courage to call on the Royal Alphas of the Neuteral land - so her tolerance was beginning to ware away even as sleek muzzle was thrown upward, black nose facing toward the full moon. Optics closed, ears slicking back to her dainty skull.

~>And she cried.

~>Rayne cried; for her lost family and friends, for her broken heart, for the tears that she hadn't been able to shed. But most of all, the she-wolf cried for acceptence. Acceptance as the new Alpha around Wolf Pack, and for the acceptence of an alliance between her and the royals. As her muzzle lowered and her call was silenced, a new strength seemed to arise in her. Ears harked to attention, cocking forward intently. Brilliant azure gaze shined in the glowing moonlight's streams, and her white fur undertoned by gray seemed to hold a healthy yet eerie glow about it. And for once, a smile etched itself onto the two year old's gorgeous features. But suddenly, the facial expression was replaced with a frown, and a melancholy sigh escaped passed her black-rimmed kissers.

~>And for a moment, the world was black and white again.

And your tied together by a smile,
But your coming, undone.
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other.For the alphas mainly, but open to any pack members.

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