Qué hermosa es la naturaleza

In the heart of the forest near the heart of the island lies a small, idyllic pond. It is a place of peace and tranquility, surrounded by towering trees and lush greenery. The water is a pristine blue, reflecting the rays of the sun and creating a sparkling effect on the surface. On one side of the pond, a lone fox stands, gazing out at the beauty before her. Her coat is a deep, rich red, with streaks of gray and white under her chest. Her eyes are bright and focused, taking in the serene atmosphere around her.

On the opposite side of the pond, another wolf can be seen. Her coat is a lighter, shade of white and grey, and her eyes are a warm purple. Despite being on opposite sides of the pond, the two animals seem to share a moment of silent appreciation for the natural world around them. The forest is alive with the soft sounds of birdsong and the rustling of leaves in the breeze.

The air is sweet with the scent of wildflowers and pine. As the two animals stand in silence, it is clear that they are at peace. The pond, with its crystal-clear waters and peaceful surroundings, has brought them together in a brief moment of quiet harmony.
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The woods that @Wake had found were beautiful, bountiful even. Far more so than their dark and formidable rock that Esmerelda had washed up upon the shores of. While she was pleased with their rocky island, with their "den" that the trees made, Esmerelda was more than happy to keep their island to themselves, to just them. Their haven of love and sex and heated touches and soft, sweet kisses. The Saltwoods would be their home, and the rocky island would be their little vacation home.

Standing here, at the pond she had found, periwinkle eyes closed as she took in the sounds around them, Esmerelda was at peace. To know that she and Wake would build a life for themselves here struck a chord of peace within her that she had never once known, not in this life or any other. A deep breath taken in, full of sea and salt and woods and flowers. A deep breath taken in, full of life. And fox.

Periwinkle eyes opened, settling almost immediately upon the other creature that stood across the small body of water. “Who are you?” She would ask, voice full of demand and possessiveness. For this was their forest and she would let everyone know, whether they questioned it or not.

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She would have no need to lift her head when the female spoke, having been studying her anyways. 

"Who are you?"

Her voice struck something inside her head that made her feel the need to defend herself, almost as if she was being attacked by the stranger, but took the effort to go against that. "I could ask you the same thing." She spoke out, paying special attention to keep her voice steady and calm, to show how confident she was in answering the wolf. 

Finnegan could easily smell the slight jasmine and sea salt coming off of her even from so far away, and one more thing that intrigued her. She recognized another animals scent on her, the stranger (@Wake) who had helped nurse her back to health the day before. "You're her lover aren't you?" Her voice had changed, it was still calm, but now filled with a bit of curiosity and serenity.
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Yeaaah everytime you use @ to tag someone it gives them an alert! I generally use a tag when my character refers to someone else's character so they know when they're being thought of/referenced!

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Immediately, her eyes narrowed. The retort of a creature that was beneath her rubbed against her fur the wrong way, making the rougher fur along her spine bristle and spike slightly. Ears turned back to show her lack of appreciation for the witty commentary that left the fox's mouth. The rather on-point assumption that she was someone's lover was something she liked even less. This one knew her sailor then?

As if the Siren of the Saltwoods would ever answer to those that did not deserve such information. This fox did not know her, even if she thought she did. “You will answer me, raposa — fox.” The only reason the creature was not chased off then and there was because she could smell Wake upon her, faintly. It would keep the fox safe. For now.

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"Make me, Hund! — Dog." She retorted, practically insulting the female before she took back her words and bowed her head slightly in a display of submission and respect. "I am Finnegan Lahue, I arrived here a couple of days ago. I'm sorry for my attitude." Finnegan would keep her head bowed before she raised it, perhaps waiting for the female to allow her to raise it again. Even though she barely knew the female, it was the natural order of things in her eyes to submit, especially with their connection to the stranger.
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Make me.

Her teeth flashed suddenly as she snapped at the air, tail lashing behind her as the fox display a lack of respect and then tried to backtrack by showing some sort of fake submission. “Fix it, or I will fix it for you.” The sea-witch, while she was gentle and caring with her lover, was still a force to be reckoned with; if the fox was not careful, then she would find herself on the wrong side of those teeth that Esmerelda so willingly brandished.

“Wake knows of you?” She would demand of the other, tail more upright now than it had been in the last many days. It was apparent that this creature needed to be showed her place, if she was to be lingering in their woods.

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"Fix it, or I will fix it for you"

Those words almost seemed to echo through her skull, repeating them to herself over and over again until it was practically engrained in her mind. She didn't dare to raise her head as she spoke, looking down on the ground almost like she saw small children doing when they were caught by their parents. "I'm sorry, I really am. I won't do it again." She sat there, continuing to attempt at showing her respect as another set of words ejected from her mouth. 

"Wake knows of you?"

Wake.. She must have been talking about the stranger before. "So that's what her name is? But to answer your question, yes, I know of her and she knows of me." She decided to take her chances at getting a bit more lenient with the wolf, despite knowing that one wrong move would result in her flesh being torn open by her maw.
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Her cold gaze narrowed as the vixen bowed her head, watching closely for any sly move or other indication that she was up to some sort of trickery. When Esmerelda was sufficiently placated — and only then —, she exhaled forcefully in a huff; it would be the lower creature's only sign that she was released from her immediate submission. As long as she didn't act like a fool again, the merle-coated female would have no reason to unleash a viper's bite upon her, proverbial or otherwise.

“Good. If she has not run you off, I trust her decision. Throw away the chance you've been given and it will be your undoing, amiga.” Esmerelda did not truly find any sort of kinship with this one, and so "friend" was a loose, perhaps vaguely threatening term. “Your name,” She would insist, not having moved from where she stood, as if her feet were planted, rooted to the spot.

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As she sat there with her head bowed, she would have absolutely no idea what kind of attacks were being pushed towards her, via verbally, eye contact, or even physical. It was then that she heard a swift exhale, nothing more than a sigh or a harrumph and with hesitation, her gaze heightened. 

"Good. If she has not run you off, I trust her decision. Throw away the chance you've been given and it will be your undoing, amiga."

Although she knew nothing about the Spanish language, nor' culture, "amiga" was close enough to "amigo" and Finn understood such a simple phrase regardless of knowing how to speak the language or not. Amiga.. That was the word she was focused on, practically the only word she heard out of the entire sentence, then again, she wasn't really looking for a "friend", but merely someone to accompany and fulfill the needs of. 

"Your name,"

"Oh, yes, I almost forgot that people actually used names when referring to others.." Her voice trailed off for a moment before she spoke once more. "Finnegan.. Finnegan Lahue to be exact, Meine Vorgesetzter." — My Superior She would still refer to the female as a higher being, regardless of how much "leash" she was to be given.
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An ear flickered at the response, wondering idly if this one had not had much interaction with others. It would be odd, but no odder than a comment about forgetting that other creatures used names. Finnegan. An interesting name, one Esmerelda committed to memory, especially to ask Wake about when she saw her later on. She knew that not all wolves saw other creatures the same way she did, and if Wake needed her to adjust her thinking, then... Then they'd have a conversation about it. Until then...

“Well, Finnegan, what interesting things have you found in our Saltwoods, hm?” The slightest emphasis was put on 'our', though given that she had not run the little fox out, her patience held firm still. She began to move 'round the pond they stood upon the banks of, closer to the other female, watching her for any sudden movements.

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"Well, Finnegan, what interesting things have you found in our Saltwoods, hm? 

Immediately she would recognize the amount of emphasis put on "our", as if she was implying that her and this "Wake" figure owned the land. When she took a moment to think about it, it somehow just didn't seem that crazy to say, after all they were here first, so whose to say it shouldn't be theirs. That was when she opened her mouth as words rolled off the vixen's tongue, "Nothing more than this 'lake'... If you could even really call it that." She paused in the middle of her sentence, perhaps she was carefully considering exactly what words to use in order to protect her body from becoming a mangled pile of unrecognizable flesh.

"Actually!" The fox would blurt out a series of words, most likely too fast for the wolf to even understand. "I did find a freshwater pond in the middle of the island somewhere.. it was when I was with this "Wake" of yours. When she claimed me.." Finnegan left a bit of room after the final word, unable to help but at least sway her tail from side to side in a quite excited manner. She expected the wolf to at least be a little surprised by this news, but then again, maybe it was a common occurrence for Wake, to take control of beings and then devour them when no longer useful, when they were no longer to provide a service, whether labor or something much more sinister. But no, she couldn't think like that right now, there was still hope for her life.. for now.
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