Markings

As markings went in her white coat showed with the black markings that had been engraved since birth. She was a beaty but she was also one knonw to be moody. She looked around her beatiful bodice moved gracefully yet quickly. She then moved to the edge and let the wind push her back she then sighed. Looking towards the sunest, her mate Verkaz was seeking a alliacne she was to. A Alliance with some lone wolves. Maybe she would birth but would they be Verkaz? Yes of course she would only have Verkaz with her but her soul wanted more to them. Something between them like more wolves!