Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26872802-20150502150959/@comment-26872802-20150509025232

The moon was high in the sky, signalling the middle of the night. The only sound was the soft dabbing of a wolf's tongue into a pond. The wolf's pelt was dark grey with black splotches and a dark tipped tail. She seemed to be starving from her thin sides. She lifted her head and gazed up at the disc in the sky with quiet eyes. "..."