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Peregrine

Loner

age
4 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Large
build
Light
posts
162
player

Famous
07-15-2016, 07:59 AM (This post was last modified: 07-15-2016, 08:02 AM by Peregrine.)



Peregrine was surprised to find Ricochet's scent on the wind. She would recognize it from a mile away at this point after their... meeting. Whatever you wanted to call the debacle that heralded their coming to know one another. She altered her course easily, not giving more than a single thought to how she wanted to spend the rest of her day. After all, it wasn't like she had any real plans or anything. She did need to hunt down Magpie again, but she'd heard wind that there were actually traders in the realm and she'd hoped to track them down instead. She supposed Ricochet would do.

The closer Peregrine drew, the clearer the scents grew. Finally she was able to figure out that Ricochet probably wasn't alone. Another scent, probably female, was just as strong as hers. Jealously flared in her stomach, unwarranted and unexpected, and was quickly extinguished by a tidal wave of mischief. She grinned. Tsiry, who had been scuttling along beside her, knew at once that something was up. "What is going on in that muddled canine brain of yours?" she asked in a tired voice. Peregrine turned to her with an ever-broadening grin, and quirked her head sideways. "Dearest Tsiry, you sound so forlorn. When will you learn to trust me?" She heard a muttered "Probably never," as the lemur clambered up onto her back. She knew the routine by now.

Peregrine took off at a gentle lope, crashing through the snow and sending clouds of it up into the air behind them, satchel jouncing at her side. It wasn't long before their scents grew so strong she was certain she must be right on top of them. She caught sight of a pair of tracks, and at last, there they were. Ricochet had found herself an attractive older woman, fantastic. Her coat was earthen and her figure petite. Game on. She slowed to a lope, trotting up on Ricochet's other side and finally walking as if she had been there all along. She looked straight ahead, face blank, and waited to be addressed. This was gonna be good.




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