Subtle Lives

"What a gentleman," she teased with a faint grin, a light laugh escaping her jowls. Briefly she wondered what Syrinx would think if he caught Genesis conversing with her in the darkness of a cave. Epiphron didn't doubt that her brother wouldn't hesitate to attack the male. At the very least, he'd have a fit. Why was he brother so damn angry -- so protective, when he had no real reason to be? Did Syrinx chase Chrysanthe away the same way, following nearly every move she made, wanting to protect her? No, her sister was stronger.. she didn't need a protector.

As she and Genesis made their way out of the stifling darkness, she kept her own shoulder pressed lightly against the cave well, not wanting to bump into Genesis. Before long, a bit of sunlight peeked through the cave ceiling, and she followed the chestnut-furred male into the sunlight. She was glad to be able to make out the stranger, and a slight smile graced her delicate features as she slid near him.

Genesis didn't reply to her. The blank look on his face told her that it was likely he had no idea who her pack was. Ah, well. "What were you doing here, anyway? It really is a weird place to be wandering." Epiphron questioned the male with mild interest, her true curiosity masked behind a pleasant facade and a tender smile.