The wolf made her way peacefully into the area, her coat glistening beneath the light in dark greys and lighter shades of whites, greys and sometime black. Her eyes shined a bright, golden light green up at the arched ceiling that caved above her head. The area was clear of all people, which was perfect for her to stay in her other form. She held the love of finally being able to be free, leaving her troubles behind and stepping into the daylight without a care in the world. Stepping out to expose her wolf-life figure, she shifted slowly into her other form and admired the scenery with mild interest of what went on. She was a Beta, proudly known as the currently leader of the werewolves until officially someone worth leading it would take over as her knew Alpha in command. Hopefully that won't be until a long while, she prayed, for she liked the control and peace.
It was beginning to appear more and more like spring every day, she thought, which made her extremely joyful. She dreaded dealing with the long times of winter, so this was definitely something worth getting happy over. She had to enjoy the little things after all, she didn't have much to be happy about anymore after escaping the asylum. Nevaeh shivered slightly and tucked her wrists under her sleeves to keep warm, hugging her elbows against herself as the only bit of warmth she had was her slightly thick sweatshirt. Her skin was pale, for it received little to become tan with and she rarely was ever out in the sun for long moments of time. She was always in hiding, away from light and deeper in the shadows so no one could find her, just the way she liked it. Nevaeh caught site of the marvelous colors and magenta flowers, picking one up to tuck it safely behind her ear as her red flowing lochs covered all the way down to the end of her slim back. She walked slowly through the empty area and sighed, happily enjoying the quiet while she still could before another civilian walked onwards.
It was beginning to appear more and more like spring every day, she thought, which made her extremely joyful. She dreaded dealing with the long times of winter, so this was definitely something worth getting happy over. She had to enjoy the little things after all, she didn't have much to be happy about anymore after escaping the asylum. Nevaeh shivered slightly and tucked her wrists under her sleeves to keep warm, hugging her elbows against herself as the only bit of warmth she had was her slightly thick sweatshirt. Her skin was pale, for it received little to become tan with and she rarely was ever out in the sun for long moments of time. She was always in hiding, away from light and deeper in the shadows so no one could find her, just the way she liked it. Nevaeh caught site of the marvelous colors and magenta flowers, picking one up to tuck it safely behind her ear as her red flowing lochs covered all the way down to the end of her slim back. She walked slowly through the empty area and sighed, happily enjoying the quiet while she still could before another civilian walked onwards.