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: Machiavelli
: phone post
: dont mind her scattered rambling, I'm a little rusty

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Pale lashes fluttered open, pupils flared wide before restricting to let just the right amount of light in. One blink, then two as she focused her vision to her surroundings. All memories of her time here before had been wiped clean, like chalk on an ebony board but this time when she woke up she remembered the life she had before. Ah, well that was unfortunate.

A sign escaped her lips as she watched her breath escape in small whisps of smoke before her gaze landed on the small skull between her paws. The moon caste a beam on her through the frost covered trees, a soft glow seemed to caress her ivory fur as she examined the wolf skull that she thought would be bigger seeing how it had to belong to one of those that had once controlled her every waking moment. They had been bigger and yet this skull was about the size of her own, she tilted her head at the thought. Or was it her own? She did not remember perishing. How strange.

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: phone post
: You write wonderfully

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For a moment, she was frozen. Eyes of crystal and flame focused on the small skull as if she was examining every detail but in reality a scene was playing out in her head, one when she was in another life, under someone else's control. Then a twig snapped, the play fell away and she returned to the reality of her situation. Movement caught her eyes, first a flicker of something green and then... was that another like her?

Her teeth clamped over the small bone before she shifted it and allowed the skull to settled in the tight curl of her tail. She wiggled the appendage and found that if she didnt wag it too fast it would stay nestled in her fur. Slowly she lifted herself off the ground and turned towards the one who hid in the shadows, her head tilting slightly before she tried her luck.

Hello? Her voice questioned in a sweet and velvety tone.