A Story I Know Nothing About.
09-22-2016, 06:11 PM
Tristam & Braken - Frame of Mind
The brown pelted woman would remain quiet as the other, much older female approached. She didn't since any animosity in her aura, didn't hear any violence in her voice, didn't see any hate in her eyes. So at face value, she had no reason to greet this woman with any such thing. And as for the scent lurking in the shadows, as of the moment, it showed no sign of wanted to be acknowledged, and so she would treat it as such. Slowly, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath in through her nostrils, parting her maw as she exhaled through her mouth, tasting the air of this new land, the home of her Father. Then, her eyes would open and her snout fall to meet Caelum. It was interesting to see that her first wolf she would meet here would be so nice to behold, even if her appreciation for the aesthetic did not show on her face. She addressed this woman with the same face that she addressed the world with at all times. She was not warm and welcoming in her demeanor. BUT! More importantly,
She was not cold nor hostile.
She was a blank page, and what Caelum saw there she was in total control over, in the way of her own actions and words. This was Gnar. But, at the very least, the white and black female had greeted her, and so she was do the returned favor. With that notion, Gnar closed her eyes and her snout tilted down as she slowly bowed her head in return, before returning to meet Caelum's gaze. The eyes that seemed so out of place and old on her so young of a face never leaving her. She had the feeling that the other woman had no words at the moment, so instead she would start the exchange, in her eccentric nature with her cool voice. "Shall we exchange names, stranger?" It was a simple enough question. And perhaps Standard falling from her lips would help to ease the other from the shadows as well.
The brown pelted woman would remain quiet as the other, much older female approached. She didn't since any animosity in her aura, didn't hear any violence in her voice, didn't see any hate in her eyes. So at face value, she had no reason to greet this woman with any such thing. And as for the scent lurking in the shadows, as of the moment, it showed no sign of wanted to be acknowledged, and so she would treat it as such. Slowly, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath in through her nostrils, parting her maw as she exhaled through her mouth, tasting the air of this new land, the home of her Father. Then, her eyes would open and her snout fall to meet Caelum. It was interesting to see that her first wolf she would meet here would be so nice to behold, even if her appreciation for the aesthetic did not show on her face. She addressed this woman with the same face that she addressed the world with at all times. She was not warm and welcoming in her demeanor. BUT! More importantly,
She was not cold nor hostile.
She was a blank page, and what Caelum saw there she was in total control over, in the way of her own actions and words. This was Gnar. But, at the very least, the white and black female had greeted her, and so she was do the returned favor. With that notion, Gnar closed her eyes and her snout tilted down as she slowly bowed her head in return, before returning to meet Caelum's gaze. The eyes that seemed so out of place and old on her so young of a face never leaving her. She had the feeling that the other woman had no words at the moment, so instead she would start the exchange, in her eccentric nature with her cool voice. "Shall we exchange names, stranger?" It was a simple enough question. And perhaps Standard falling from her lips would help to ease the other from the shadows as well.