Watch Her Eyes Mister;

[' ' Slurppiie]

JULIET'S dream

When you think of a wolf, you think of a large dog type creature that could rip you apart, chase you down before you could even reach top speed, sniff you from a scent of three days ago. Face it wolves were top dog in this world, no matter how good of a dog you were. A few lucky onces, caught a wolf's eye or were force breed for pleasure of their own or humans amusement of the cross breed. It wasn't that popular, wolf cross breeds because they brought out too much of the wolf in them and just looked a bit of a dog. The size was pretty different along with paws and teeth, but it still looked like a dog. One thing to strike one out was personality, they were killers and protectors were you liked it or not. This wasn't an house pet ladies and mutts.

Large white wolf dog strolled into the claimed land, white fluffy coat soft to the touch and appealing in appearance to the naked eyes. Small wide sharp ears at each side of her skull, they twitched all over to catch any sound that dared to sneak up on her. Long pillars called legs reached out in her almost long strides more into the land she wanted to call home. Her curled tail, bounced happily as her pinkish tongue rolled from her maw in a faint pant from the heat. She stopped midway and looked at the leaned train cart and steps to inside, she watched for a second. No movement seemed to be alive i the, maybe a stupid bird or two, no dogs. She hoped up the stairs and slowly entered inside the train cart, her mind buzzing with questions of who was really here, did she know them.

Her dial dipped as she sniffed all around, picking up one strong scent the male pack leader. Her eyes flapped back and her tail pushed down, she didn't know what kind of male he was. Force breeder maybe? Maybe just a young fellow who liked to charm the ladies so he could be the 'pimp' of the packs. Her round black eyes rolled at the stupid thoughts spinning in her head. She smirked at what she had got herself into, joining a freak'in pack. Part of her now regretted it and wished she was in some stupid park, sleeping.

Flank sat back as she bent her hing legs in a sit and rested in waiting for him to arrive. It wouldn't take long? She could breed and would bare pups but she didn't want too. It wasn't in her agenda or today or tomorrow or even next week if it came too it. Juliet just wasn't that type of fuck and go ready female, males were around these days. Matter of fact Juliet just wasn't a very normal type of dog to be around, she answered back, she had a potty mouth and she was oh so.....scarcastic. Don't cha just love the bitch already? She looked pretty magical when you saw her from a first glance.

Nice white fluffy coat with cute little ears and curled back on he back-side. She had a large gripping bite, hidden under two velvet soft lips. Large paws with matching claws to drag and crawl at any prey she wanted. She was a killing machine, she was part wolf. A little chow chow and maybe a little Samoyed thrown in there for a little kick of flavor and you got your kick ass chick, named Juliet. It was funny, her name was so kind and peaceful, you would think she would follow those guidelines of nice name's book. But she was a dark, nothing old nothing new just a dark. Born that way and raised that way as well there was no turning back.

At once she lifted her muzzle toward the sky and let out a single short howl toward the leader. Not to be rube and say she was growing tired of waiting for him but she kinda was. Her howl was nothing long but simple and short. She knew wolfs owls were suppose to be long and all graceful and crap like in the books, well this chick just hasn't read that book yet.

[ Hope you like her I kinda posted long, my bad ]