Feral Heart

Lowering her brows, she concentrated, trying to make sense of the information she was absorbing. She didn't believe it. Not one word. How could it be possible? She shook her head, amused at the wolves stories. She decided she was done for the night, it was time to find a safe place to rest.
Inhaling, she prepared to make her way down the tree. She got up onto all fours, her claws clutched the branch. Her limbs were wobbly as she tried to swivel herself around. She was unsuccessful. She lost her footing and plummeted to the forrest floor but a forked branch grasped the black wolf by her right hind. She was mere inches from the floor.
She yelped and screamed as the tree grabbed her by the leg.  Howling with pain and fright, Chase wriggled and squirmed in a bid to free herself.

The young female kept her body low to the ground as she peered ahead of the commotion. Her eyes widened in amazement as she witnessed the silver male disappear into thin air. "Impossible!" she said aloud. She shot her ears back and lowered herself even further to the forrest floor realising she gave her position away. 'It's alright, Chase. They're more interested in the magic wolf more than you... Don't worry you're little head. Don't. Worry.' the voice in her head was condescending, patronising sometimes. As if she had a split personality, as if someone else only she would ever know about lived in her head. She curled her lip at the voice, forgetting to keep aware and alert of her surroundings. She was, after all, rather vulnerable.
She felt as though she could feel someone or something else's eyes on her. She felt uneasy being watched, not knowing what it was that could be watching her. Before she could fully turn her head another being flashed passed her at great speed. It had the scent of yet another wolf, female too. So she only assumed by her nose that that was what it was.

The dark coated female trotted quickly through the thicket of trees until she came to a meadow like clearing. She slowed herself as she emerged from the darkness of the trees. A cold, chilling wind brushed passed her thick, dense coat as the trees no longer protected her from the harsh winter winds. Her nostrils flared, her nose twitched and she picked up many unfamiliar scents in the surround areas. She had a quick survey of her surrounds before padding through mid-lengthed grass.
She slowly made her way into the middle of the clearing, but stayed just on the borders of the trees. Her paws made not a sound for any other creature to hear. Chase's ears flicked back and forth as she kept an ear out for anything that could be near. Her jaws sat agape and she held her head low as her orbs still keenly scanned the seemingly empty clearing. She neared a small rock and gently sat onto her haunches before letting out a tiresome sigh.

Okay- update your application and add a head shot and a rp sample please. c:

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