I Dig Those Rhythm and Blues

N/A · 11-29-2015, 12:56 AM

Hera's ears perked at the sound of a stranger's paws moving across the snow and she stopped in mid step, her gaze turning to land on the young man coming toward her. Her paws slowly shifted out of their oddly frozen position to a normal standing position while her silver eyes traced over him curiously. If she could tell anything from his scent and the not quite filled out stature of his form it was that he either a yearling or not even quite that. He seemed to have manners though, which she appreciated. That had been something that her mother and grandmother had ingrained in her very early on so she was always pleased to see someone with similar manners. He was quite large for his age she noticed. She was no small wolf by any means, but he was her height already if not taller. Interested, she turned to face him when he spoke.

She returned the slight dip of his head while she continued to eye him curiously. She raised a brow at his observation of her sigh. What a strange thing to observe about someone and an even stranger thing to start out a conversation with. She supposed it could be that he was concerned for her in some way, but that seemed odd to her as well. Though perhaps she was just used to being more independent than others. "I'm Hera. Can't get much shorter than that," she replied with a slight grin and a chuckle. "Why do you care that I was sighing?" she asked, her head tipping slightly to the side. She figured that if he was going to be that blunt she could be too.

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