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*Bacchus* · 01-03-2016, 09:13 PM

He wouldn't stand unnoticed for long, while he was quiet he couldn't hide his scent and as the wind shifted his own scent would be carried to her. With little more effort than that he would be discovered as her bright green gaze came to rest on him. The color reminded him of the color of new growth, the color that was exploding all around them as winter gave way to spring. It was one of his favorite colors. His smile would grow soft at her one word to him, a simple greeting. No getting startled and freaking out at his simple presence. Surely he could take that as a good sign. Not that he expected anything out of her, but she wolves did things they wouldn't necessarily have done any other time of year when they were in heat.

Bacchus would greet her just as simply, "Greetings," though his voice held more of a jovial tone than lazy. He'd take his time in looking her over, getting a good angle as she lazed on the damp stones. She was obviously fit and well fed, the scent of her heat almost masked that of her pack. Abaven scent maybe? "You live around here?" He'd ask just in case he was wrong, but he was confident in his assessment of her pretty frame.
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