The pale lady moved swiftly across the lands, little paws hitting the ground in a pitter-patter of mental rhythm. The dry landscape was now scattered with large piles of slowly melting snow, making the ground a bit more "squishy" than usual.  She would slowly make her way to the Sand River, not usually making it this far out West into the lands of Alacritis. She still wasn't well acquainted with the lands all that well, especially with pack territories. When she had been gone, she didn't have the most pleasant experience with an outside pack, barely making it out without having her tail ripped off. The girl quickly shook her head, closing her eyes as a sigh escaped her lips. She tried to escape the thoughts, sinking down upon her haunches. She curled her ivory tail around her, hanging her head low. Rue would slowly close her eyes, seating herself beside a group of bushes that hid her well and provided her solitude within the barren and exposing land.

Things had been going a little better since he found Cygnet. He never knew that girl could be so beautiful. Her eyes, her simple, yet amazingly wonderful snow-white coat. Ah, he loved all of her. He was surprised that he wasn't wrestling with his nasty man intentions while being with her...usually that's what happens when he's with woman. And she was in season too. Good grief, he was really changing pretty quickly. Although, while she went off to do her own things, he went off to do just the same. Even though he wanted to be with her forever...they couldn't just be clinging to each other all the time. They needed their own alone time! Hopefully...he didn't get all horny. There better not be some nice girl somewhere around here, or else he'll flip his shit. He can't betray Cygnet...never! Aldoro padded along the barren ground that made up the Sand River, nose stuck in the air and taking in all he could manage. This place was bound to have at least a little bit of life. A snack couldn't hurt! Even a little bug might be tasty...obviously there wasn't going to be some random old deer bouncing around this barren desert. Not even a lost fawn...hrm. And he was so hungry, too! He couldn't live off all his fat forever! Aldoro grunted and pulled to a stop, falling back onto his rear and scratching lazily at his ear. "Where is food when you need it?" He snarled, frustration choking through his words as his eyes scanned the area. Suddenly, a white dame entered his sight, holding purple eyes and a pure white coat. Was that...Cygnet?! The man blinked quickly and shook his head, staring hard at the girl. "Cygnet, what are you do..." That wasn't Cygnet. She smelt different, not of Cygnet's pretty lavender aroma. Aldoro groaned and turned the opposite way, his tail stirring up a lot of sand and causing it to drift up with the wind. Dumbass. Was he losing his sense of smell, really?

She had fallen into almost a dream like, hazy state, eyes squeezing tightly shut, and ears pinning against her skull as the images of snapping jaws flooded her weak mind. "No, no!" She would whimper out, becoming as small as she could, holding in a tight breath. "Cygnet.." Was all she heard, the small voice slowly ripping her out of the daily nightmare. The woman would slowly peek up with wide eyes, a large, dark male rolling in the sand beside her. He seemed frustrated as well, almost annoyed.. Oh no, had Rue snapped at the male when she was shutting herself out, without realizing it? Quickly, she sat her small figure up, glancing at the boy.  "I-I'm sorry.." She would say in a few shaky breaths, her tone as soft as a whisper. Fear flooded her thoughts again, a voice warning her that the male was large enough to pounce on her and crush the frail woman instantly. She would cower back into a small, tight circle, blue orbs watching him closely from the corners of her eyes.

"No, no!" Aldoro blinked quickly, ears flicking to the soft whimpers that he could hear coming from the dame. Slowly, he twisted around to see what she was doing, only to find her balled up in a tiny white form. But, looking closer, he finally realized that her eyes weren't purple. They were really dark blue that looked like a shade a purple. He grunted and shook his head again. Why was he disappointing himself constantly? Sense of smell, sight, everything seemed to be failing on him. Maybe he was dying, or he was stuck with some god damn disease. Though, once he was done sulking over his mistake, he continued to stare at this small woman, tail sweeping up the sand. Ah, with her size, he could easily overpower her. And sparks of interest were slowly filling the pit of his stomach. But he really...wasn't in the mood today. After all, he was sure Cygnet would look down on his crime. "I'm sorry..." She would whimper to him, pulling his attention back to her. What was she apologizing for? Teasing him, making him look like a fool? Aldoro tilted his head to the side and played a confused expression, mismatched gaze hardening onto her. "Why are you apologizing?" He asked bluntly, sitting up and moving closer so he could hear her better. Her little whimpers from afar weren't very audible. "Better yet, why are you whimpering like a lost pup?" His voice grew stern, like a frustrated father. But he was more annoyed than frustrated.

[/color]

Whimpering like a  lost pup? No.. She was whimpering because she was afraid. But, honestly, what did she have to be afraid of? If he chose to hurt her in any way, he would have done it by now..  She would the fix her posture, correctly sitting up. Even then, the male was a large brute compared to the ivory angel. "No lo se"She would say out in a soft breath, gaze of  blue quickly darting to the ground. The snow white being  would mentally scold herself for answering in Spanish, but.. That was practically all she knew. Her native tongue was obviously not known throughout these lands, causing her a lack of knowledge. She would huff a sigh and land her gaze onto her ivory paws, pale banner wrapping neatly around them. She wasn't sure what to say, so she kept her maw shut and her head down, waiting for a possible response from the brute.