Faded honor

~The romancing fog, dancing like royalty among the standing audience of trees; their leaves caressed and calming and the night find solace in silence. Padded footfalls crunch the crisp jaded blades underfoot, a stealth that comes natural to a hunter. Sonars rotate atop a silvered skull, one such ear tattered, one eye blinded and scars across the muzzle that whisper that this One, is a warrior.
Long legs carry the beast to a grand height well above and beyond that of smaller, normal cousin wolves. Pelt of lightning shimmers a pale silver touched by the moon, underbelly as white as a winter dream. Tips of ears, across shoulders and upon the tips of her tails is an ashen burn; this One a living storm.
Two tails sways independent as her gait carries massive canine into a clearing of low light and swirling, concealing fog.
Violet orb and blinded blue somehow still sees, but with a different perception.
Raising mighty head and feeling the fall of her mane against it, she echos forth from the depth of ages a howl that in it's path; echos thunder.
Pulling hips under and tails to side, she sits, sonars rotating and analyzing the sounds about her and she waits.~

Winterheart wrote:

Is this freestyle RP where we can jump in?

(That's what I assumed from the rooms description and since it was empty I figured why not)

I'll be here =)