fragile state
11-14-2015, 09:50 PM
Despite the fact that she preferred to not be alone, she had gotten quite accustomed to solitude. Védís had grown used to relying on no one but herself - though in reality, she'd been trained to be independent since birth. Still, she had been away from her family so long that she found herself longing to find them again. Her steps were cautious as she moved swiftly through the forest, finding the promise of catching a familiar scent far more intriguing than the possibility of a meal at the moment.
Through the darkness she crept, even more wary despite the silence that lingered all around. Her focus was zeroed on the scent, so focused that she nearly missed the presence of another until she heard the soft rustling of grass near her. Her posture would instinctively stiffen, her head swinging to the side as she anticipated the arrival of a stranger. This woman was not the scent she had been trailing, and she sniffed the cool autumn air to examine her aroma briefly. A moment after she heard her, and smelled her, she finally saw her; her eyes narrowed skeptically as she sized her up.
"Yes?" she called out to the smaller female, feeling wary to be approached so suddenly - and with such little warning. "What is it that you need?" Though her voice held a bit of concern, she was more uncertain as she eyed her as she approached, taking a few long strides closer.