rera that counds like a coutail those are verry nice ^^ and taste like chicken ^^ ))<br/><br/>yawning and resisting the urge to open her mouth by clamping it shut with her right hand salamri the wolfgirl lay on top of the branch for some time her body finished withwhat she needed of the one known as heritic as it finaly made his presence vanish her slim and still delightful form ballencd on teh treelimb looking down over the beautiful   sterling nightview of the pond the smoothess ove teh worn wood where arkains old form once rested felt delightfull against her own while she observed a coutail and though about an lilliend she once met in a faraway place she observed also the almost virgin brightnes of teh sky above blanketed in the inky vasteness of night as teh moonlight poured upon teh land her eyes though placed in a human shape wer just as effective in the bright twilight of the lunar orb.<br/><br/>blessed as she was probably was the best of her freedoms as a werewolfess was teh fact she had yet to find anything to triger her unwanted changes unlike most of the other were-socioty(?) there was probably nothing that would bring about an un willed change to her, both her animalistic self and her more civilized side had thier aggreement of contentment with her easily fulfilled desires, being a simple as a gentile caress of her skin from a friendly embrace, to the intamate touch of another that she herself found pleasing.<br/><br/>though at this point her mind set was neither upon a hug or the intamate touch of another, her heart was heavy. such a beautifull sight of the pond and none to share the sight with her, but such is her troubles when a "curse" such as her's can be so apparent withher progenitors bloodlines, half of her, blesed withthe shapely and desirabe figure of her human brethren and the othe rhalf the wild and yet still affectionate and caring loyal canin of the mystic inclination known as the blinkdog. both evident in her form as her defining attributes of her tail and ears of white glow in the moonlight. brighter then her creamy skin.<br/><br/>in the social evolution of the were socity that would frouwn upon her as an uncceptable abomination between the wild lusts of a depraved were beast but behind thier blind hatred of her breeding was one of those earned loves between her father and the one who caried her, the same hound that had nursed her and raised her after her male progenitor had been assasinated infront of her eyes, and the veryone hound that her animal aspect resembled most, her mother.<br/><br/>though infrequent as it was when salamaris mind seteled upon such thougts thonly thing that she could do was what she could always do. taking to her feet and hands upon the smoothed branch area, and lettign her lustful desire take over simple contortions of her spine began to estendlightly as her ribcage narrowed and the pad of her foot extended, fingers and toes curled the nails durnign black as coal  and hair begining to sprout allover uniformaly covering her body with her luxurious white mane and fur whiel her once rounded face elongated becomeing muzle like and her nose becomeing a triangle knobb upon it, the wet contortign sounds of muscel under her skin as she took her aspect of birth. the blinkwolf.  looking upon teh night sky and takin a deep filling breath  a sound was uttered from her canine form .. a great loud howl one would belive even a mile away that she was near almost inches from thier location as her cry of lonelyness echoed across the area, filling the air with her voice and tanslateing it to her desire to speak with another, as she waited for a reply form any other hound of the wild to reply....<br/><br/>(egads O.o!! thats a lot of typing<img alt=":P" src="./images/smilies/icon_razz.gif" title="Razz"/>)