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[color=EE82EE]24  [img]https://i.imgur.com/0j8APZj.png[/img]  female  [img]https://i.imgur.com/0j8APZj.png[/img]  Pack Fighter
[u]Location:[/u] [color=00FFFF]Wolf village[/color]  [b][color=black]/[/color][/b]  [u]Tag:[/u] [color=00FFFF]Jude Vanderbilt[/color] [@Metronome][/color][/center][hr][hr]
    She took in the sweet scent of the Alpha's musk as he stood and began moving around, Jude's sweat, along with Cosmina's enhanced sense of smell, making it easy to pick up. Jude was big, powerful, and buff like a leader of a pack should be. Though she would never admit it out loud, Cosmina was quite curious as to why he hadn't taken a mate yet. Genetics proved that his offspring would most likely be just as big and strong as their father and his father before him. Certainly, Jude wanted to keep his family's bloodline going.

    The sound of Jude's growling stomach made Cosmina quirk a brow. She had let the time of day slip away from her in her boredom. It was already dinner time, and with a sudden realization, she discovered how hungry she was. Cosmina gave a slight frown at Jude's question. Just because he was fond of what she dubbed menial work didn't mean she was as well. [color=EE82EE]"No,"[/color] she replied rather flatly. Cosmina would have casually walked away with that had she been in a more negative mood.  But she wasn't. Instead, Cosmina stood there extending her arms and waited to be loaded up by her Alpha.