Post by »|¢yηdєя|« on Nov 3, 2008 20:27:06 GMT -5
Windchill looked about her as she stalked the bare moorlands, her white fur fluffed up against the cold. She was looking for something...a link to the past. The scent of blood and death hit her nose and she looked up to see a red wolf with blazing yellow eyes and black legs glaring at her. "What are you doing in Bloodbringer territory?", Bloodspill snarled. Windchill stood firm and glared back. "I'm looking for someone.", she said, though her turquiose eyes blazed. Bloodspill tilted her head. Normally, the average wolf would have run scared or flinched, but not this white-furred stranger. "Who are you..?", Bloodspill asked, squinting her eyes. "I am Windchill." The answer came as a sudden hit of shock, but Bloodspill did not understand it. "Windchill...", the red wolf repeated, and the white wolf's head nodded. Bloodspill took a step closer to Windchill and smelled her. The scent..it was faint but oddly familiar. The eyes..she had seen turquiose eyes somewhere in the past....Bloodspill stepped back as she recognized the stranger. "I believe you have found who you are looking for. I am Bloodspill, your sister."
