Post by Selene on Feb 17, 2011 20:06:40 GMT -5
The scent of the pack drew her into the city more, her golden brown eyes scanned the area of the ruin city as she walked down the street in an even stride. Many shades of her hair fell over her eyes as she walked. The beige cargo pants hung on her full hips and exposing the smooth flat surface of her belly. The white turtleneck she wore clung to her tan form giving her soft serene look to her, but she was far from serene. Full lips pursed as she stopped in the middle of the road, the feeling of being watched caused her to still her movement. Wrinkling her nose, she arched a brow at the dirty city and shrugged shoulder. What ever that was following her, will sooner or later come out. The blade of the Katar pointed down and strapped to the outside of her hips, ready for her hands to grab and fight. The fight wouldn't be much of a challenge, much like anything she will encounter. Though she had her sites on a certain prey that she has yet to meet. Smile twitched at the corner of her lip as she thought about seeing this Beta wolf by the name Jerome. Lifting her hand, she combed her long mane of hair away from her face and went into motion once again.
Now that she was away from her father and his pack. She can set rules for herself and fight the way she wanted to. Not that she was skill less before, but with more of an aggressive technique if possible. The female lycan tossed her head back and started to whistle a cheerful tune. The night was young and she was bored, the lycan was no young pup to look for adventure and trouble. No she was the type to wait till it came to her. Black heel of her show tapped against the black asphalt of the street, the click of her heel cause her ear to twitched. Not many noise came from the city, rustling of the wind, the scurrying of the rats, and scuffling of what ever else that was crawling around like a low life she didn't care much for.
Catching the strong scents of wolves, she moved towards the scent wanting to get there soon and introduce herself to the pack. Once welcomed, Beta be warned she was coming after his position. Loads of fun for her. Oh Goody.
Now that she was away from her father and his pack. She can set rules for herself and fight the way she wanted to. Not that she was skill less before, but with more of an aggressive technique if possible. The female lycan tossed her head back and started to whistle a cheerful tune. The night was young and she was bored, the lycan was no young pup to look for adventure and trouble. No she was the type to wait till it came to her. Black heel of her show tapped against the black asphalt of the street, the click of her heel cause her ear to twitched. Not many noise came from the city, rustling of the wind, the scurrying of the rats, and scuffling of what ever else that was crawling around like a low life she didn't care much for.
Catching the strong scents of wolves, she moved towards the scent wanting to get there soon and introduce herself to the pack. Once welcomed, Beta be warned she was coming after his position. Loads of fun for her. Oh Goody.