Gone Astray

Xephyris had been spending a lot of time in these woods. Though he'd paced back and forth from here to the east, he'd been waiting most impatiently for spring to come, at which point he would go with Riv to Fiori. But for now, he was still here, restlessly waiting. He kept up his daily routine of strength and conditioning, spending a good portion of the day trotting across the territory to keep up his endurance. It was during one of these daily workouts that he spotted a most interesting character, her brilliant crimson coat standing out between the leafless tendrils of the willow trees. The sight of her made him pause, blinking silver eyes. Was what he saw truly real?

It would seem so, and thus the man would stalk toward the she-wolf, his tail fanning out behind him as he made his way to her. As he approached, it would seem the expression on her face spoke of determination, in fact, it almost looked like she might ignore him and stroll by. "Excuse me, m'lady!" he called out formally as he strode toward her, hoping to catch her attention before she passed him by, "On a mission?" He wondered if she would stop to give him details, or simply scoff and continue on her way. Yet, her features were quite appealing, and he didn't want to lose sight of her. Whatever she was up to, he wanted to know, hoping she would offer him at least a glance.