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Loner
Loner
Statistics
Species
Wolf

Sex
AFAB (she/her)

Age
4 years (5/4)

Height
Short

Weight
Average

Build
Athletic

Eyes
Warm Brown

Fur
Blonde White

Scent
floral

Mark of Mythris
None


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Rating
3L - 2S - 3V

reliable // friendly // warm // observant // altruistic // stubborn
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Base Hunter: 1/5

A plump chicken scratched at the dirt, kicking up tracks and unearthing delicious seeds. It clucked obliviously as it pecked at a particularly plump one, unaware of the predator stalking it from the tall grass.

In spite of her creamy white fur standing out from the greenery, the bird remained perfectly unaware of Naexi’s presence. She had the favorable wind conditions and the chicken’s back to her to thank for that, allowing her to get close enough to pounce…

The rooster that watched over the flock noticed her and started squalling in alarm, but all too late. Naexi jumped out, the chicken letting out a shrill SQUAWK and attempting to fly away, but the huntress deftly leapt up to catch it from the air in a cloud of brown feathers. She collapsed back to the ground, but she had her prize, and began to carry it off to feast, only to pause at the flash of brilliant red in the corner of her eye.

Chicken still dangling limp from her jaws, she studied the area she thought she saw movement coming from with squinted eyes… But she saw nothing. Odd. She could’ve sworn she just saw someone.

Taking her food with her, she walked towards an obscuring hill, where she was sure she saw it. Rounding the side, she searched around, eyes scanning carefully…

Maybe it was that one woman, still skulking around. She didn’t blame her; this place was thriving with prey, the perfect place to settle.

But no, it was someone else.

Her eyes fell upon a form, a man standing in the midst of an empty field, curiously studying his surroundings. Naexi found herself oddly enraptured by the sight; there was something particularly whimsical and serene about this scene. Maybe it was the way the light silhouetted him like a spirit of flame, or the gentle expression on his face.

Realizing she was just standing there and staring, Naexi set her chicken down at her feet and called out, Hello?
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Scattered Cherry Blossom - by Daisuke - 10 hours ago
RE: Scattered Cherry Blossom - by Naexi - 9 hours ago

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