Let Loose, Get Freaky
08-06-2016, 03:51 PM
Peregrine was surprised and amused to watch the myriad of emotions play across the young male's face as he surfaced from the sea. His sudden appearance was startling, but she could see the tension in his shoulders as he came on to land, the irritation as he glanced down at his sand-coated limbs, the resignation as he returned to the water to carefully rinse himself. Or at least, thats how she took it. Upon his return she noted the mindlessness of his movements as if he were taking in the land through a veil of churning thought. Ever curious (read: nosy), she rose from her place on the tree line, hoping he would catch sight of her and not be startled once she called out. "Hail, wayfarer." Alright, so she was a bit dramatic. So sue her. "What brings you to these foreign shores?" After all, no companion was worth their salt if they couldn't take a joke, or at the very least, put up with her nonsense. And anyways, he seemed a little occupied, so who's to say he wouldn't appreciate a diversion of sorts? Or maybe he would turn on her and try to gauge her eyeballs out. Just another one of life's little adventures, she supposed. She trotted over to the wide flat rock where the spoils of her fruitful hunt (okay, so she'd driven the poor thing into the water and wouldn't allow it to come ashore until it was too tired to flee) sat out. It was still fresh enough to be palatable without having turned to the texture of rawhide, perhaps a bit salty, but she found the taste enjoyable enough! She gestured at it with a dangling paw. "Hungry? I've enough for two. I made that swim myself two days ago... Exhausting, huh?" After all, it was often the generosity of others that kept her belly full and she was down to spread the love when the opportunity arose. Not to mention, ingratiated wolves were more likely to spill their secrets and it looked like this man had plenty to share. "Tsiry" |
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