Where's Waldo? [Yoru]

[Snowey]

Ivory mitts tapped the earth with ebony soles, the brute's dial turned to and fro while crimson pools scanned taking in the familiar scenery and an old memory of someone he knew a nearly year ago before he disappeared with Orchid and now that he had returned he had that one person on his mind but couldn't seem to find her. As he passed the glowing weeping willows he was begining to lose heart each passing tree that he would find the snowy one. He wrapped his dragon like wings around his barrel keeping body heat in, gazelle like horns pointed from the dial as wintery winds tugged at his orange, ebony and ivory pelt.

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[Perpetual]

Yoru was laying softly on the ground. The wind caused the brances of the willow she was under to dance around like madness. The wolf's white and silver fur shifted and moved with the strong winds. Her silver feathers on her tucked wings and the few feathers strung in her pelt fluttered lightly. The willow tree Yoru had chose to lay under was the very tree that Yoru chrashed into when she first came into the pack. The first time she met Havoc... Yoru's ears flickered, her ice blue eyes snapped open. The wolf raised her head, her light nose smelling the air. Havoc? Yoru picked her form up off of the frosty cold ground. Yoru unwrapped her wings and then tucked them against her body once again. She slowly crept out from under the deepth of the weeping willow's canopy. Silently the wolf looked around for Havoc. Wondering if she had only thought about the brute and her mind was playing games on her. Had she started to miss him that much? "Havoc..." She let her soft bell voice ring out.

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[Snowey]

The voice he heard, it was like a virgin angel, sweet like honey, sensitive like a newborn babe.
Audits caught it like a radar hits a satallite and reflects back, he wondered if the winds howls were playing tricks on him with their fluctuating wind speeds and altitudes the whisles, woes and screams of the winds. He tryed to communicate telepathically 'Yoru?' as he closed his crimson pools.

[Perpetual]

Yoru's heart seemed to skip a beat. She had not felt the touch of another in her mind for nearly a year. She could hardly believe it was true. The white wolf, hued with her silver speckles and patches looked around feverishly between the large dancing willows. Havoc? Where are you? She though outwardly, hopeing he would pick up on it. Her ice blue eyes concentrated on finding the pelt of her true alpha. Yoru had of course listened to the Alphess, but not with pleasure. Suddenly a new feeling washed over the rather excited white wolf... Was Orchid with him? Was she with him at this very momment? Yoru hoped Havoc was not paying attention to all her thoughts. The young winged wolf shook her fur. Her lust to see Havoc was a strong as her dislike for Orchid. Although the idea of seeing the black she-wolf was distastful, Yoru did not retreat back under her willow. She walked out into the open, desiring her old friend, and secret crush, more then anything else she could ever hate. Yoru's pelt slung around more wild in the open wind, her feathers shaking. One of her wing feathers came off and fluttered into the air. She watched it go before flickering her ears and looking around.

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[Snowey]

Havoc peered once more now seeing the familiar she-wolf diving into her mind 'Meet me at the kill' was his reply as he tryed to not probe her mind as a friend and superior. He padded off to go find Cotton and confront the trespasser, that had hunted in their home and killed their prey animal they took no heed of the borders.

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