Erani

Throbbing pain ran up her leg as she limped up an incline in the valley, grumbling all the while in her mind, tail flagging slightly to keep her balance as she favored her left foreleg. The injury wasn?t serious, a twist in her lowest joint, the ankle. It was a lapse in care on her part. She?d seen an herb that she?d needed, growing in a difficult spot, banked against the river that ran through the area, and had needed it. Lily Of The Valley. Excellent for heart problems. It had rained the day before, and the rocks she had been balanced on were slick with wet moss. She?d gotten her plant, but had slipped at the last second, off the rocks, catching her paw in a crevice, twisting it before she?d wrenched free. And so she was going back home. She?d managed to get enough of the plants she?d been here for, and her only annoyance was from the twisted paw. It would heal, with a long soak in the spring fed pool at her den, and with a nip of anti-inflammatory plants. She paused, bending her head to lick at her ankle. She kept her ears open, listening for any approach from other entities, whether friendly or foe. She wouldn?t be able to fully defend herself if it were the latter.

OOC: [ this can be removed ]





He was still getting used to this strange place.

It was almost as if he were in wonderland, weaving a breathless trail of bullshit in his wake. He had made no attachments here only breaking the surface in the last few days. His heartbeat the only signal that he was still alive, molten hues glancing around as things started to settle. He had a feeling he might run into something unexpected soon, jumpstarting him back into th fray.

It was rather nice here, slipping in silence down the grassy incline as the wet earth greeted his burnt paws. An inhale of the moist air, out here he was overexposed setting one careful step in front of the other. But something was off here, a sweet and tangible scent lacing the brisk air. Instrest snagged as quick as his heart beat, stalling rfor just one more moment of silence. But he craved the company of his own kind, he had never done very well on his own. So he weaved his way forth, embracing the thought of another new face.

He spied her from a distance, graceful curves bent to inspect something on her hind paw. He was almost shy at first, she struck him in a funny place deep down. He didn't want to alarm her, so he gathered up the rest and took a step forward. "Is everything alright?". He was in a strange mood tonight, almost happy to find out that she wasn't a monster. He wagged his tail in a gesture of openness, head cocked to the left like an overgrown mutt. He was in shambles compared to her, hoping softly she might tell him things he needed to hear.

Erani

The approaching tread of paws pulled her ears back, and she turned her head to study the stranger who approached in an almost shy manner, deep blue pools wandering his form. She turned slowly, daring to put some weight on the injured leg, to feign that it wasn?t as lame at the moment than it was. Strength. The eyes were gentle, but there was that inner steel, and she let some of it glint under the surface for him to note. However, she shifted the plants in jaws gently to the side to allow clear speaking. ?I?ve been better, but this leg will heal over the next week. I?m a healer, so it?s in safe paws.? Ears pulled forward, then one backward to listen for any others approaching. Deep down, she knew Cormalin had noticed her prolonged absence, and would be sniffing her down soon enough. So she studied the stranger quietly, without fear, taking in what strengths he had, and his posture. Surreal did that tilt with her head a great deal, when she was curious, or puzzling out a lesson. The male was pale, with molten orange eyes. His tail swung in an open gesture. ?So what brings you to the Emerald Valley?? Her voice was hushed velvet, accent being a mixture of British and Highlander, giving it a pleasant lilting quality. A healer?s voice. Soothing, lyrical, gentle. Wise. She'd seen a great deal, and been through a great deal in her life.