Drink again for everyone forgets
03-06-2016, 05:26 PM
Esarosa looked up, slightly startled at the sound of a rock hitting the water. When she noticed a wolf not far away, the one who had thrown the fairly large rock, she stood up, water dripping from her ebony coat. Had he been trying to hit her with that rock? She lifted a forepaw uncertainly, wondering if she should leave quickly. But then the wolf called out to her, and his tone seemed friendly; he even offered a smile. Blinking in confusion, it finally occurred to her that he was probably just getting her attention by throwing the rock. Relieved, she shook out her coat and trotted through the water towards him - the oasis was not very deep, so it was only moments before she reached him. "It's a great day to be in the water," she said in agreement, nodding to him as she got closer, "It's very refreshing. Nice to get the blood out of my fur, too." She mentioned her wounds casually, like there was nothing odd about it. His scent told her that he wasn't from around here, so she wasn't worried about him asking any difficult questions or telling anyone about it (well, even if he asked, it wasn't a big deal, since he wasn't from any pack in the west). As long as she was able to hide the fight she'd been in from anyone she knew, it would be fine. "You're not from around here, are you?" she would then ask, with little pause between her words, "I can tell by your scent, you're from some other pack. But what brings you out to the west?" Her head tilted curiously, emerald gaze watching his expression, wondering how he had ended up out here. |