Green with Jealousy

Black tipped ears would perk at the tell tale sound of Jaelle's approach and turquoise orbs would find her soon after. Soleil wondered silently if this was a bad idea as the other woman sat in front of her with a cocked head and curiosity written all over her face with a spoken greeting. For a moment she thought about telling her never mind, but her need for answers out weighed her jealousy of the time Xeph had chosen to spend with the bell covered woman instead of herself. With a thick French accent Soleil would return the greating "Hello Jaelle." it was one of the few English words she had picked up.

She would watch her for a moment more before opening her maw to speak yet again, but this time in her own language. "Je ne me suis jamais une chance de vous remercier de traduire pour moi avant que je pris d'assaut au large, je vous en remercie." she would start by thanking the woman and then move on to why she had truly called her here. "Cependant ce n'est pas pourquoi j'ai appelé pour vous. J'ai besoin de ton aide. Mon anglais est mauvais et je sais que quelque chose est faux , mais je ne peux pas mettre ma patte sur elle...peut-être que je suis juste un gosse jaloux, mais mon instinct me dit autrement." She hated admitting her feelings aloud to anther wolf but she was positive something was wrong. Not only where Xeph and the brown woman's scents mixed but there was something off about her smell, something she couldn't pinpoint.

Soleil would pause for a moment, hoping that the other girl wasn't so rusty that she hadn't understood her, hoping that she wasn't the only one to notice something odd. "Jaelle il y avait quelque chose hors sujet l'odeur de cette femme brune. Je ne sais pas ce que mis à part le fait qu'elle sentait qu'elle avait été partout Xephyris. Je me pose des questions et pas de réponses que je pouvais comprendre les mots , même si je leur ai demandé moi-même. again her eyes would search the other woman's hoping she had understood every word. "Je suis tombé en amour avec lui, mais j'ai un mauvais pressentiment que la femme. Je n'ai rien sans lui..." When she finished talking she couldn't help but wonder if that smell was just the way their scents mixed together, if she was simply being a jealous brat...in a way she hoped that's all it was.


Translations:
1. I never got a chance to thank you for translating for me before I stormed off, so thank you.

2.However that is not why I called for you. I need your help. My english is bad and I know something is wrong but I cant put my paw on it...maybe I'm just a jealous brat but my gut is telling me otherwise.

3.Jaelle there was something off about the smell of that brown woman. I do not know what aside from the fact that she smelled like she had been all over Xephyris . I have some questions and no answers that I could understand the words to, even if I asked myself.

4.I fell in love with him, but I have a bad feeling about that woman. I have nothing without him.