<i>Blasted blizzard. Stupid winter. Idiot me!</i> All these words clouded Anastasia's mind which only darkened her mood. Why did this happen to her? And if Accilia did get lost why did she have to care so much? Why was she going through all this trouble?<br /> <br /> The white fae let out a huff as she crunched through the snow. How long had she been walking? Who knows. Anastasia surely didn't.<br /> <br /> Finally the sight of the den was before her darkened hazel eyes. It seemed deserted, quiet and dead. Anastasia frowned. <br /> <br /> Her stomach gave a painful roar of hunger and the fae let a sigh escape from her lips. She needed to eat- fast. <br /> <br /> Trotting through, she caught scent of a rabbit nearby- much to her luck....if she had any. Letting her smile a little, the she-wolf crept stealthily towards the dumb creature as is scratched the ground for food. The poor thing was completely oblivious to the wolf's presence. Letting out a ice-chilling growl of hunger, Anastasia lunged and snapped letting the body feel limp.<br /> <br /> Hungrily, she began to eat.

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"I'm Accilia." she said slowly following him."Where is your pack?" Samurai asked."I don't know." she said with a sob.<br /> <br /> "She-Wolves..." Samurai muttered under his breath. He smelt her,he had a better nose sense he was secretly blind in one eye. "Where si your sent?" he asked looking at her."What do you mean?" she gave an uneasy look.

Anastasia started to mutter angrily under her breath. Where was she? What was she even doing? Taking a one-way ticket to death, that's what!<br /> <br /> At that moment, the fae hated winter- the snow, blizzards especially. Something stirred and she sighed. No, winter was ok to a certain point but now she was fed up.<br /> <br /> She lost Accilia- maybe even forever and she had just left Tasha probably near the boulder, unable to get back to the den. She had abandoned her. The white fae bit her lip in anger. She hadn't meant for that to happen.<br /> <br /> Giving one last last, mournful howl echoing through the woods, Anastasia turned and trotted towards the direction of the den. Hopefully if Accilia was alive- she could find her way back. Wolves had that instinct.

"Agh!" Accilia growled looking at the snow.Why had she been born in captivity and there was no snow? She smiled,laying on the ground crying.<br /> <br /> Samurai traveled through the snow, his black fur shiny.He hated being alone,he stumbled over something,he stood up. "Wait!" cried a fae.He looked out the corner of his eyes seeing a white<br /> FAe."Your pack,witch way?" he demanded."I don't know." the fae replied."Come on." he said walking as she followed.

Anastasia still let her howl ring and tear until she became slowly dizzy with the lack of air. The fae- tired, starving, and cold, lay down.<br /> <br /> <i> Maybe my end is near...</i> The white rose fae thought sadly, her once warm hazel eyes soldering into a darker color.<br /> <br /> Just then, she felt something tug within her stomach. No, she couldn't give up too easily! Raising her head high with boldness, Anastasia zoomed straight into the forest in search of Accilia. The femme didn't know if it was a bold act or a stupid one- but either way- it's what her gut told her to do.

Tasha ran after her One lost wolf was bad enough. She would hate it if all the others got lost..<br /> <br /> (Samurai is accepted ^^)

Name:Samurai <br /> Gender:Male <br /> Age:Adult<br /> Personality:HE is sweet and caring,he is one who would always take the harder rode no matter what.He is silent and sometimes stalkish,but other than that he is really sweet and is to fall in love with.<br /> What they look like:A pure black wolf with dark yellow green eyes who has a string build and is tall he weighs light thought and is fast when he runs.He has a gray-black nose and a long snout.<br /> Any PupsNo<br /> Mate/Crush:Eh,and um...<br /> What would they do in the pack:Alpha Male<br />

Accilia smiled,she wouldn't mind dieing.But she just couldn't leave the others she had feelings about.<br /> <br /> <br /> She felt the pain build up as she pushed herself to stand.She looked around.She gave a howl,weakly but she made sure someone from over 50 meters could her.Someone must find her,she started to cry,falling to the ground and burring her face into the snow,trying to kill the tears.

Anastasia let a frown cross her lips. Worry and guilt built itself in the pit of her stomach. Where was Accilia? <br /> <br /> The white fae knew that Tasha was telling the truth but she still couldn't supress the question that her worry and guilt had formed.<br /> <br /> "Are you sure?" It was a plain stupid question but it was one of those moments and right now, she wanted this to b a stupid joke.<br /> <br /> The sun would be going down soon and it would only get worse. They needed to find that she-wolf...<i>fast</i>. If not then they'd probably find her frozen body as frigid as a popsicle. If that were to happen, Anastasia would probably literally bury herself in a heap of snow.<br /> <br /> "I-uh...I'm going to go look for her..." A sudden occurred to the fae. Maybe Accilia was at the den. Her brain seemed to deny it but hope was in her heart.<br /> <br /> Galloping through the snow, she went inside the den. She wasn't there. Feeling her worry only grow at bigger heights, Anastasia perched herself on the top of the den and looked out to the forest.<br /> <br /> <i> Come on Accilia, where are you?</i> Anastasia thought desperately. The femme surprised herself by how much she cared but she pushed it aside and let a loud ear-piercing howl sear through the winter air.

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