There isn't a meaning
06-12-2013, 05:01 PM
She was right, socializing just wasn't her thing. If she was going to have to deal with someone else's problems, she already had her own to deal with. The stubborn snappy wolf lifted her gums, but then gave a large sigh. Vahva proceeded to dunk her head into the ice cold water, wetting her face and the front of her mane as she brought them back up again. She shook off her head and let her mane fuzz out as she started to walk closer. Sitting next to the stranger with a flick of her ear. Maybe she was a little bit more awake now. "No one takes a midnight stroll unless they're restless. So if your looking for company, I will be that company." While Vahva was trying her best, these words weren't said with the kindest tone, but they held no hostility in them. The girl flicked her tail, thinking to herself about how all of this was to lead up in the hopes Valhalla would keep her. That was the only place she could go, and her mother would not be happy if she ran away out of social anxiety. Vahva's wet mane mismatched the rest of the luscious vibrant blue on her back near her shoulder blades. Speech, |