daddyissues_ (daddyissues_) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2016-02-29 12:54:00 |
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The darkness had made her itchy. The wolves had been disturbed and restless and their itchiness had transported over to their human companion. After training was done, there was nothing better than to get them back on the leash and out in the open. The pair seemed desperate to explore the twilight region, pulling at the leash and pushing their noses into everything that did not run away quickly enough. A woman came around the corner, just as she ripped Fenrir away from a dead rabbit. "You have a severe lack of table manners," she muttered at the white wolf before turning to face a somewhat familiar face. It wasn't uncommon to recognise someone and to not recognise them when most things stemmed from fiction. "Hey there," she greeted her. From the way she was dressed, that could have been Katherine two years ago. Boots, faded jeans, leather jacket - exactly what has been once her style. |