Slip up
11-19-2016, 02:49 AM
Jaelle cast a side glance at the white woman as she offered her a rather pleasant smile. She was taken aback slightly, she had always thought of herself as quite plain. Compared to the others simple black markings, maybe she was a bit more exotic looking. But no, it was her bells and scarf that usually caught other wolves attention, not her mottled coat. This was true at least in her own mind, but she didn’t think that Yoma was being serious. While Jaelle was not blind to wolves who went for both or the same sex, she herself had never run into it before. It went over her head as she offered the younger lass a tender smile, a smooth chuckle rumbling in her throat. Her tone was teasing, so maybe she was just thinking far too much on it. Her ears flickered as the girl spoke of wanting to join one, mentioning the north where her mother currently was. The whole ideals of packs were lost on her, but it would seem that she wasn’t the only wandering soul who felt pulled towards the comfort of having a home. If it hadn’t been for Xephyris though, there was no doubt that she would have lived out the rest of her days as a happy loner. While it was nice during the winter, being stuck was something that she never wanted to happen. The mention of the north had her thinking though, and she let out a soft hum as she eyed the fruit trees around them. She wanted all of these yummy looking fruits, but none were low enough for them. "Well, my friend Xephyris runs a pack up north called Vyper. If you feel like tying yourself down, I’d go see him. Mention I sent you his way, it’s about time I start paying him back," she said with a faraway look in her eyes. She still hadn’t been able to repay him for helping him save her, him or the others. Yoma’s laugh made her grin, she was glad that she wasn’t getting scoffed at for stealing. It would seem that the gypsies hadn’t touched Ardent much, there were only a few who understood their ways. Apparently she had gotten caught, making Jae pause in her search to eye the other. "I am pretty much the clumsiest wolf around, it’s a miracle I was able to grab what I did," she woofed happily, her bells calling as her tail wagged. But then she saw the apples, and the hunt was on. She wasn’t one to give up on her goals so easily, stretching to try and reach them. When she was just so close, she was thankful to hear Yoma suggest the rock that was nearby. She looked between the stone and the younger wolf, a skeptical look on her features. She really had the worst luck when it came to balance, so she nodded the other woman up. "You would probably have better luck and I would. I will sit watch and make sure no one steals our fruit, mm?" she said in a joking manner, sitting at the base of the tree and looking down the perfectly straight line of trees. Honestly, how did they get this way? It was unlike anything she had ever seen before. |
Art by Pimsri
Unless otherwise stated, Giet (Goat the stoat) is always with Jaelle. He is grumpy and mean, and may not always say nice things.