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A bell also caught her attention and yet she didn't ring. It mattered not as she stepped forward as if she was welcomed here. It was just a feeling she had and so she moved along the shoreline, listening to the waves as if they spoke to her but at the same time they didn't. It was all very odd and she tilted her head slightly before shaking it. "But you are still wrong..." There was warmth in these waves, the telling of a love untold and cut too short. A burning warmth shared by two individuals now lost. But she understood little of it and so she just sat down and watched the water as it moved against the sands that slipped between the toes of her paws. Sadness crept across the black maned wolf with a voice so detached and devoid of emotions.
[glow=#000,1,400]SOME PRINCESSES DON’T BECOME QUEENS — ｡+ﾟ[/glow]
[div style="width: 480px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 13px;"]It was dark, the nighttime sky encompassing all save for the softly glowing body of the burning canid. Her large ears were pulled forward and soft white smoke trailing from her nostrils as she walked slowly along the train tracks. The place she had been before was nice, the people okay but in the end she had left because it had not been right. It had been empty of what she had been looking for even if a strange familiarity had slowly seeped into her being from walking along the grasses. The strange smell of blood hanging in the air told her of pain and vengeance but she did not want to stay there. There was something that troubled her to be there for too long. So she left like the fleeting embers of a dying fire and there was nothing left of her form among the plains of the star watchers. Now instead she had found herself in a different area, the waves of this ocean sounded familiar and yet wrong at the same time. As if they were a sister to the voice she was searching for. A languishing sigh left the female's muzzle softly as she walked slowly up toward the gate, black gaze flicking over the skull, finding it oddly humorous. A bell also caught her attention and yet she didn't ring. It mattered not as she stepped forward as if she was welcomed here. It was just a feeling she had and so she moved along the shoreline, listening to the waves as if they spoke to her but at the same time they didn't. It was all very odd and she tilted her head slightly before shaking it. "But you are still wrong..." There was warmth in these waves, the telling of a love untold and cut too short. A burning warmth shared by two individuals now lost. But she understood little of it and so she just sat down and watched the water as it moved against the sands that slipped between the toes of her paws. Sadness crept across the black maned wolf with a voice so detached and devoid of emotions.