Master of Puppets
08-19-2016, 01:50 AM
Claws clicking against the stone and the soft thudding of paw pads from something large caught the woman's attention. An ear would flick in the direction of the thing but she ignored it for the time being. Eyes would close in relaxation and she didn't open them until she realized that whatever it was it was coming closer. She'd eventually turn her head and she easily spotted the dark woman with the odd bit of russet along her form. Faite would eye her for a moment, but it seemed the woman would greet her first. A strange language slipped from the maw of the other wolf and ears would flick forward with interest as Faite stared at her from where she sat. Eyes would rove over the muscular form of her present company and she noted the hard muscles and how large she was built. She came across as a warrior to the newly appointed alpha. Her brain still struggled to figure out what the other had said, but in the end she couldn't. It wasn't gaelic. Thankfully english was something she could understand so to that she would respond. "Faite Adravendi. What's your name?" She asked politely. Walk, "Talk" Think |
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