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Post by Deleted on Jul 26, 2014 22:52:52 GMT -5
The fores was the place to be! It was beautiful and cast, nothing at all was wrong being out here. Though there was a smell in the air, faint and old. Being in her true form, the black and orange creature walked about with many various horns of different sizes sticking out of her back as she walked about. Sniffing the ground as she did so. Blood...it smelled like blood. A hunt gone wrong? No...the smell of two hellhounds was here and it was yesterday night. Hm....rather odd. There was another pair of scents but they weren't hellhounds. What was it? Ears twitched before she sneezed and raised her head.
The cool air of night was nice even if she preferred the heat. It wasn't too cool out here to where it effected her so that was fine. Sniffing around, she could smell faint border markers. Males, bah! They couldn't seem to keep track of anything it seemed. Though....perhaps they were just interrupted in keeping up with their borders? After the strange scents could've interrupted them and things clearly got out of hand. More hellhound blood was spilled though than the other scents. Long tail swished behind her as she started to walk away.
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