Why was he here? This was no place for him to be, there was nothing to do, nothing he needed. But he wasn't sure if he needed time by himself to get over the thought of both his parents vanishing off the face of the earth, or if you was trying to get away from Titania. Sure the two never really claimed anything about each other, and though he enjoyed her spunk and excitement, he believed that there was no reason for her to get tangled up in his own emotions. He was going through a lot of crap lately, well forever. Ever since he left Zaria, no since she died, everything had went to hell. He was probably just roaming, he was done searching for his family. Finiarel had left, he hadn't met with Isolde since he heard of her whereabouts, the truth was he hadn't been with anyone but his mother. And the dark, mysterious maze he had come too would let him relax. But he paid no mind to where he was going, he just stayed locked to the ground as each paw slipped it's way into the passages. Walk"Talk"

The tiny temptress was attempting to fly today.

Petite paws slapped against the ground as long limbs carried her slender form at near break neck speeds through the gorge she and Novaro had been living in since being reunited. Head was lowered, massive ears pinned to her skull, tail flying out behind her so her entire spine was aligned. She was trying to make herself as streamlined as possible, hoping to gain as much speed as possible. Her jaw was unhinged, tongue lolling out over her lower jaw as red eyes stared down the ledge before her. It was coming closer, the space between the ledge before her and the ledge a few feet beyond and below it was closing. All of a sudden she would coil her haunches, body dropping a bit before muscles released all the pent up energy and momentum and sent her upwards and outwards. Soaring. Flying. Momentary exhilaration. Cut short in a few seconds by the all too hard stone ground below her. Long limbs attempted to bend to absorb the impact but it really did nothing, they crumpled beneath her and she was sent head over tail. She summersaulted less then gracefully for a few meters before coming to a halt in a crumpled heap.

For a moment she would lay where gravity had deposited her, on her back with hips flipped to the side and forelimbs crossed on her chest while she stared at the sky. Had it always looked like that? She took another couple of minutes before she rolled fully onto her side, and then onto her belly before pushing herself into a seated position. Before her was a male, probably not much older then herself and lightly coloured with some neat butt spots. "Hey!" She exclaimed as she finally hopped to her paws, seemingly unfazed by the tumble she had taken. Long limbs would toss her towards, bounding towards him as the tiny green nymph came to a skidding halt before him. Red eyes flitted to and fro over his body, taking in each and every aspect of him. The butt spots were the best part? He wasn't exactly exciting coloured like her dear Mr. Red but still he was nice enough to look at.

The male would stop in his tracks, hearing a loud crumbling and scratching that seemed like it went all around. It was enough to snap him out of his slump, but he was more worried if anything. Is there an earthquake? He couldn't feel the ground beneath him, but he really wasn't sure where that noise was coming from. He would part his legs to embrace an impact or at least protect himself for what was to come, but as he swiveled his ears and rolled his eyes around, an odd dash of color would slide a little ways in front of him. He would loosen his tension, but still weary, not knowing what it was. As the creature realized his presence, he would flinch a little, curling his eye brows and tilting his chin. He had seen red wolves, being his father, and some other oddly colored wolves, but never a full green wolf. Her black underneath was also very strange, normally darker colors laid onto of lighter ones. As he would look upon her bodice, his expression would lessen and relax, trying not to seem rude or too surprised. It actually didn't have him wide eyed at her stunning features, colored wolves were rare but not extinct. "Hey..." He would drag quietly, coming up to her ruby optics. Walk"Talk"

Gravity. Obviously it was for pansies. She would grin up at the male for a moment as he eyed her and she eyed him. Curious. He was a light russet colour with a white butt blanket that was speckled with orange spots. How curious. Her grin would widen as she rocked back on her haunches, shoving her forepaws back until she was balanced on her haunches and her forepaws would curl easily into her chest much like a rabbit. She had learned to sit like this at a young age having always been considerably smaller then everyone. He would reply to her, word dragging out languidly and her head would tip a bit as bloody gaze would fixate on him. "Your pretty? I'm Dione. Who're you?" She asked, chirping out her questions in quick clipped off questions.

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If anything, Caeto was not a charmer. With his lips that was. He would show off his body if he saw it good. But as far as speaking... The woman would look back into his sapphire eyes, he hesitating a glare but returning quickly. She would.. complement him on his looks, that of which he admired her own and if there would be any conversation, he knew which to talk about. "You're not too bad looking yourself." He would say with a grin. Flirting? No, he wouldn't say so. But one thing was for sure, he had never acted like this before. "Name's Caeto. Fine time to meet you lady Dione." He spoke as if she were a queen. His gentle, charming smirk added to it. Maybe he was flirting, but not so much interested in actually being with the woman. Maybe just his teen hormones kicking in. Walk"Talk"

Tiny woman would giggle as he complimented her, lifting a paw and touching it to her chest as if his words themselves touched her. What a sweetheart! "Why thank you good sir!" She would drawl in a fake southern accent followed by another giggle. His next words though confused her a bit. A fine time? Though his tone and words were charming their content threw her off a bit, blinking stupidly at him for a moment before a sly grin would slither across her features and she would take a languid step forward to attempt to close some of the distance between them. Ruby optics would shift too and fro as if making sure no one was around to hear her next words. "What makes this time so fine dear Caeto? Is it simply marked by the meeting of two exquisite being such as ourselves or is it something else?" Words were a whisper, hushed and languid to be shared between the two of them alone. Her neck would arch though head would cock to the side, a smile slithering across her lips as she studied him. Interesting indeed...

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Caeto pulled his neck back as Dione came in closer, but remained standing in the same place. He wasn't used to be so close to someone new, and of course strange. But he would almost be embarrassed by her intentions. His eyes would follow hers as they flicked back and forth and he couldn't help but chuckle a bit as she whispered. "Um, heheh, I'm not too sure." He didn't know what to say, it was an awkward position for him and he was no where near experienced for this. He could barely hold a conversation. But maybe he was better silent, better at making moves. Too bad he was clueless as to what to say or do, flirting wasn't really his thing. Walk"Talk"