FRUIT PUNCH LIPS! - private, awol

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    pale lavender eyes opened to the dawn of a new day, observing her surroundings. a light snow fell, dappling her taupe coat with little ivory flecks of cold. she rose to her delicate paws, stretching each of her long legs before shaking the frozen droplets from her pelt. the dark mistress decided she was hungry, but she was far too bothered by something to eat at the moment. what was she bothered by, you ask? the fact that she had no friends as of yet. her beauty was absolutely stunning with her dark features and lavender eyes, and her soft curves and fatal mystery. but no one had taken notice just yet. ah, she couldn't be too terribly upset. maybe as she grew older she'd grow in grace and perfection. though, at the moment, she was rather pristine. the lupine quietly sat, gazing up at the rising sun with uninterested optics.

    #freckleskoe

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor= clear; border: 0px ridge red; font-family: georgia; font-size: 12pt; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black; height: 2px; margin-bottom: 4px]★ - YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO LEAVE ME SO HOLLOW[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][size=8]Perhaps most people did not notice her, but Awol was not most people. He actively sought potential friendships, the lonely looking, the solitary -- sometimes even the groups, to integrate himself into their bonds and become one of them. He didn't particularly care who he befriended, as long as he wiped one lonely face off the market. It was like shopping, but with people, and he was rich.


    He exited his den upon awakening, shaking out his fur and blinking at the sun. It was barely peeking across the horizon -- he'd awoken early, damn it! Nishinoya and training had really encouraged him to awaken before a majority, that was for certain. Other trainees would probably still be napping. He needed to talk to someone, though... His eyes sought out Atlanta without him even realising and, recognising her, the lupine approached, tongue lolling automatically, even if he still squinted with sleep. [b]"Hey, again; Atlanta, right? What's up?"
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    #awolwarfare

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    those enchanting eyes rose slowly, finally landing on the wolf. she instantly offered the most beautiful smile, dark lips turning upwards. Yes, it's Atlanta. Nothing much, I guess. I'm a bit bored, honestly. her voice was as alluring as usual, and a radiant glow could be seen from the very much awake wolf.

    #freckleskoe

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    take me back to the place where we lost our innocence !


    Awol let his smile grow a little politer, and he nodded, taking a seat. "Well, it's only early." he woofed, parting his jaws and yawning to confirm this. [b]"But that doesn't mean we can't do something, if you want. What do you like doing?"
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    #awolwarfare

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    I'd say pick on Lucy, but that might be a bad idea. she laughed softly, shrugging. hmm. what DID she enjoy doing? not sports. hunting, maybe? training? spars? tea parties? listening to music? aye, all of those sounded enjoyable.

    #freckleskoe