Acacia 'Ace' Malikova
7.45 am - Acacia's Cabin
Light footfalls would echo through the emptiness of a small wooden building, a petite pale figurine moved about as she hummed to herself in the bliss of the wilderness's silence. The young woman had barely done anything to prepare for her day, she'd crawled out of bed like any other morning still wearing an old worn grey hoodie and torn faded blue jeans. She'd barely need to glance about as she heard the wakeful yawn of the canine 'Truth' in the corner of the room.
"
Good morning sleepy," she'd say cheerfully, auburn locks dangling just past her shoulders in an untamed fashion. Slender hands worked gracefully as she began preparing a basic and quick breakfast, two servings of bacon and eggs just for herself and the spoiled wolf who now sat eagerly at the edge of the kitchen.
Placing the meal upon two separate plates she'd shove the dishes of the pan and spatula within the sink for later cleaning before collecting both plates and spinning upon her heels with a bright smile spread across light pink lips, "
Breakfast is served," she'd state lightly as she placed one of the servings upon the floor beside a small two chair table, the large 40 kg (88 lbs) wolf quickly digging in, before placing the second upon the table and sitting to eat.
After finishing the meal she'd place the last few dishes within the sink with the rest and headed for the door, "
You coming or staying?" Acacia would ask lightly over her shoulder, bright sky blue hues glancing at Truth before a small hand wrapped around the door's handle and opened it up to the world beyond. As Truth wandered outside past Acacia she'd nod lightly, "
I thought so," she'd say to herself before wandering out as well and closing the door.
It wasn't long before she'd begin walking to the edge of a small front deck, hands raising above her head as she stretched and groaned as her shoulders cracked releasing a bit of tension from the nights sleep. The area surrounding the building was coated in ivory sheets, endless miles of snowy terrain confined the old building to isolation which seemed to be the exact reason Acacia had taken it as her humble abode. Smiling widely she'd bare her polished pearl teeth and reached for the lower rim of her jumper, pulling it up she'd remove it and place it over the porch railing not bothered by the cold bite in the air upon her bare skin. She'd quickly remove the denim wrapping around her legs along with a pair of panties and placing them over the rail as well.
As she glanced about and took a deep breath in she'd begin walking through the small field of white towards the dense forest outskirts, pace slowly collecting to a jog as she listened to the crumpling snow beneath her own feet and those of Truths following off to the side. Grinning widely she'd pick-up the pace once more until at a full sprint, the growth of auburn hairs began sprouting all over her slender form engulfing her as she began hunching over, the transformation taking place at a slow yet bearable pace.
Eventually reaching four limbs, Acacia continued running full speed, shaking her head now and then as she clenched her teeth. Bones re-arranging, re-shaping, and re-sizing always took it's toll as she eventually found herself completely taken over by a wolf frame. She didn't stop to look upon herself as she allowed herself to disappear within the mountains ranges, enjoying her daily run as she always did.
12.30 pm - The Wilderness
Acacia hadn't yet returned home, Truth no longer by her side as she moved at a partial jogging pace. Velveteen nasal of onyx black racing as its panels pulled at every scent within the air, prey that had been through the area recently made her mouth water with hunger, though without Truth she'd remain away from the task of hunting alone. Large dish-like ears rotating to and fro as she listened to the sound of birds singing and the wind howling, icy blue hues taking in the scenery of vibrant emerald trees topped by ghostly blankets. The earth before her was almost unbearably dazzling in the midday sun's shine as she quickly scaled the terrain.
Barely within range of her own household she'd continue exploring the ever changing landscape, barely phased by the hours she'd been out and about already though her mind slowly wandered.
I wonder where Truth's gone this time, she'd think lightly to herself,
Probably headed back to the cabin if anything, she'd continue and with little thought, took off once more at a quick gallop racing through the territories allowing the wind to whip through her dense coat with every motion, she wasn't sure if she'd head back yet to find the young wolf who'd left her or if she'd continue through the furthest reaches of the Colorado Mountains where she hadn't been in a while.
...
By now the few heavy gusts of wind would have blown Acacia's left behind attire from upon the railing to within the snow below. Panties vanishing somewhere within the forest in their light weight while jeans and hoodie sit firmly through the morning progression slowly being coated in the minuscule particles of ivory white dancing down from the open skies above, hiding them within its grasp and removing them from clear sight...
