Caught in a Storm

*Domovei* · (This post was last modified: 04-22-2013, 06:39 PM by Domovei.)

The creature's eyes remained narrowed as he watched Ashtoreth, drifting over the small girl as though scrutinizing her carefully. Luckily the rain continued to fall, concealing the wicked grin that crossed the male's lips. A few more slow steps were taken towards the girl. Domovei lowered his head instinctively, unwilling to let his vital organs be readily available if she chose to attack. The stranger seemed docile enough, but one could never be too sure...

"Getting caught in storms is becoming a habit of mine," she answered, causing his eyes to widen slightly. What kind of answer was that? What kind of wolf would make a habit out of getting caught in such awful weather? Maybe she's just trying to be funny, he considered silently, but he was not convinced. It seemed much more probable that the girl was following him, yes, but why..?

She went on to question him, asking if he was familiar with the area. She claimed to be seeking shelter. A smirk tugged at the corners of his lips, but he remained crouched slightly toward the ground, wary of approaching too quickly. "Ah, yes, I'm familiar with the area..." No he wasn't, not at all. But her presence was beginning to irritate the male slightly, despite the fact that she was not unpleasant in the least, and despite the fact that it was he who had turned around and followed her scent. But something was off about her -- or so he thought -- and he was intent to find out what it was. "I believe I know somewhere you can rest," he nodded readily, words soft but eager. He knew it wasn't certain that she would follow, but slowly the brute turned to lead her in a direction he'd never gone, deeper into the forest, but still near the gentle roar of the vast river.

He was unaware of the fact that he had yet to give the girl his name, but he'd never been one for manners, anyway.

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