Did you at least bring a casserole?
08-22-2016, 06:55 PM
She couldn't help but feel drawn to the stranger's scent. Though she usually kept to herself most of the time, deep down she craved the company of others and didn't shy from a good conversation. Warily she continued onward, nose to the ground as she got the scent ingrained in her head and trailed after it. Though she didn't intentionally seek to disturb him, or even to approach him, she was curious as to where he was - and, truthfully, who he was. As she wove through the redwood trees, she caught sight of him there, nestled in the roots of a tree. He appeared to be a younger wolf, with a muted but quite lovely coat. For a moment she stared, admiring the soft palette of colors that adored his face, wondering what other patterns his fur might hold. "Oh," Ara would exclaim softly, for though she'd been following his scent she hadn't expected him to be.. there. Her eyes widened in faint surprise. "I didn't expect you to be there." The woman took a few steps back from the tree, eyeing him gently. |
