We're So Fancy
The femme would rise that morning with a mission. Today she was going to get to know one of the members of the pack better, though who it was she wasn't sure. She was happy that she had been able to spend a little more time with Leo as well, though with Korrin about it had been, well, not the easiest thing. The little fox always seemed to be up her butt about what she was doing with the male. But Svetlana honestly didn't mind. It was nice that someone cared about her well being and happiness and truthfully Korrin was the closest thing to family that she had.
She would wander through the mangroves, her head held high. Somewhere she would cross paths with a Fiori wolf. Things would be wonderful, she thought, especially since Korrin was away on a solo mission of her own right now. It was a good thing Svet had some ideas to keep the fox busy.
A particular scent had caught Svet's attention -- a feminine one. It belonged to Arivae she believed the girl's name was. So, trying to hunt her down, Svet set off on a mission of her own.
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Svetlana would blink as she heard the summoning howl. It wasn’t necessarily an order, but it seemed that Arivae had noticed that she was out and about. Seeing the other woman could certainly quell some fears she hoped. The easiest way to get knowledge of something was to talk it out, and she was truly hoping there had merely been a misunderstanding at the meeting. Svetlana didn’t want to make any enemies, and, with a bit of worry in her heart, she’d set off for Arivae’s den.
When she arrived she would hesitate. What if the other femme would blatantly tell her off? She hadn’t exactly been the kindest... Glaring at her at the meeting without even first hearing her side of the story. Svet would breathe out. Here went something.
“Arivae?”
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Svetlana would keep a small smile on her face as Arivae approached her. Oh boy, this sure was awkward. She could feel the other girl’s anxiety, mingling with her own. Was this meeting truly to end before it even begun? Svetlana would lower her gaze somewhat, trying to defeat the feeling of nervousness within her. It was her fault that she felt this way. By the words of the other young woman she could tell that her actions at the meeting had offended her. First step, she supposed, was apologizing.
“Look... I’m sorry about my actions at the meeting. I know it was a bit rude I just...” Svet would advert her gaze. “I... I feel really overprotective of him.” She would confess. “I hope you can excuse my child-like behavior.” Her voice got quieter the more she spoke.
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Svetlana would blink with surprise at the sudden change of emotion that came over the femme. Bouncing around, almost like a puppy, the other girl’s actions would catch Svet by surprise. She would find herself smiling though, her tail wagging back and forth as her own anxiety melted away. Thank goodness the confrontation was over! “Yes... We are.” Why did her cheeks burn with such heat when she said that? Was she embarrassed?
“I really, really do. He’s an amazing wolf.” Svetlana would glance towards the ground. It felt strange having the subject be focused on her. “Do you have someone you like as well?” She would shuffle on her paws. “It’s not Leo... Right?” The last thing she wanted to do was steal someone else’s mate.
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