A Toast To The Future
11-01-2015, 06:06 PM
Vana was entirely focused on her task - collecting herbs was an important, ongoing part of being a healer, after all - so she hardly noticed when the elk swerved to avoid her and continued on. She raised disinterested eyes momentarily to see the injured beast fleeing, but almost immediately went to return to her task. Before she could, though, a flash of bright red, brighter than a cardinal and considerably larger, caught her attention as it approached on the same path the elk had already exited on. Head lowered and twisted with her jaws closed on a thick stem, it was awkward to stare but she managed a narrow-eyed squint. Her teeth scissored together and with a snap the thick, hollow stem parted and she was able to lift her head, the stem of the angelica still clamped in her jaws. The wolf - for it was a wolf indeed, a male not terribly much older than she herself was - was the brightest red she had ever seen on any animal at all, let alone a wolf, and was every inch as tall as she was but much heavier. She eyed him curiously, dropping the stem to the matching pile beside her. Angelica was good for a lot of remedies, most of which she still didn't know yet. It would be good to have a stock of for the winter. That was what she needed to be concentrating on, and clearly the other wolf was busy as well. But her attention strayed immediately back to the bright red wolf and the thought suddenly occurred to her. There was no way Angelus or Seraphim had seem anyone this unusual. No. Way. And if she pranced back to Imperium laden not just with the gains of her chores but with the story of the cardinal-red wolf, would they not be swooning with jealousy? Maybe she could even surreptitiously "borrow" some of his hairs as proof... With that in mind and her mouth freed of its herbal encumbrance she stepped out to meet the stranger as he tracked his over-large prey. "Hello," she simpered with sly intent. "Do you come here often?" Oh no. No, that was awful. Not at all as good as it sounded in her head. It was almost, almost as bad as outright asking him for a tuft of fur that she could taunt her brothers with. She tried a different tact. "I'm Evangeline." |
