We camouflage ourselves

*Creed* · 10-12-2015, 06:42 PM

Had Creed been a mind reader he probably would have already discovered that the female was also curious about him as he was of her. But Creed was not a mind reader and there was no way of knowing whether or not this wolf would want to even be in the same areas as him. He took this into account as he stood and pondered the idea of seeking the other out. He was not a stupid fellow and understood the risks of letting his curiosity run rampant. He could hear his father scolding him from the grave, reminding him that strangers could be dangerous and that being too friendly could get him killed. Granted he'd had this ingrained into his head as a pup, but he'd never quite listened. Creed had always been the sociable sort and nothing about that had changed.

Of course with his mental debate on whether or not he should go and greet this stranger he hadn't actually wondered if they'd seek him out first. He hadn't heard her approaching as she'd been more silent than a kid waiting on Christmas Eve for Santa to come. He wasn't aware of her presence at all until the sound of someone falling caught his attention. His head snapped towards the sound and he stood stock still, surprise written all over his face as he stared at the girl. He felt rather embarrassed that she'd managed to sneak up on him up until now, though from the looks of it she hadn't meant to.

That was all shoved towards the back of his mind as his brows knit together with worry as she got to her feet. Her posture was somewhat submissive and apologetic but he paid it no mind as he immediately studied her for any wounds. She seemed to be standing fine so know sprained ankles or broken bones. Perhaps a bruise but it wasn't like he could see those. He couldn't smell any blood either so he could only assume she was, overall, unhurt.

"Tis alright, no harm done. Ah hope ye din't hurt yerself." Which wasn't a lie. He wouldn't have been much help if she had. He wasn't a healer after all. "My name is Creed by th' way. Tis a pleasure to meet ye..." He drawled off, hoping that it would be inviting enough for her to introduce herself. Seems his curiosity for meeting her had won over caution anyways.

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