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Was Uriel avoiding @Lore a bit? Maybe. Was she embarrassed and didn't know how to hide it every time she saw him? Also a maybe. The golden dame didn't know how to react toward him anymore, she felt her cheeks flush with a warmth and paws go sweaty, everything about him filled her with a shyness and an anxiety, a mixture of a pleasant feeling and of unsureness. It was like she was retreating every time she saw him, and the guilt grew within her sunshined heart.

To cool her mind off, Uriel soaked in one of the various streams in the area. Her body smoothly swam underneath the blue, swimmingly gently with the current. For a moment, she felt a bit at peace.

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There was something quite beautiful about this land. There were so many scenic sights to be found, so many new wolves to meet. It was exciting for Aloysius. Leaving the desert behind, he had gone west in search of something new. And he wasn't disappointed with what he found. The sun was only just beginning to set, but already the golden rays were shining against the earth. Filtering through the few trees that stood tall, dappling the terrain blow. Many rivers flowed through, something that always managed to catch his eye. It was his favorite thing to find, allowing him to bask in his religion and keep his practices going.

Only as he approached one of them, the sight of another wolf caught his attention. A rather beautiful looking dame, with striking golden fur that seemed to reflect off her coat. He couldn't be sure how she would react to his presence, but he wasn't shy enough to simply let her be. Wading into the water, he slowly walked through it and stopped a few feet away. He didn't go so far as to be able to swim; he hated swimming. Clearing his throat a little, he gazed cooly at the female as she swam with a slight smile on his features.

"Nothing like a cool dip in the water after a long day, hm?" His tone was just as cool as his expression, his vocals low but smooth.
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A wolf approached, they were quite dark, mostly of black with a few tan tones. There was no scent of a pack upon her pelt, and admittingly she felt relieved. When a pack wolf wanders around, she noticed they often were surveying, and her anxious thoughts got the better of her often. Perhaps there was the temptation to dwelve out and conquer more land, and she prays everyday that the Golden Glade would be one off limits. But knew her prayers were in vain, and she would be quick to give it up despite such a homelust to it.

He entered the water just as she breached the surface, and she smiled lightly, "It is quite refreshing."

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