Island Paradise

*Sigleif* · 02-16-2017, 02:27 PM

The last thing Sig expected was to hear the sound of a voice. The had gone quite some time without crossing paths with another wolf, and to say she jumped would be an understatement. Her her knocked against an outlying stone and she hissed out a curse under her breath. She winced, grumbling as she turned towards the sound. What in the gods names... It was a male, his coat mostly grey, his demeanor... nonthreatening. She blinked at him and frowned. "Wha- Oh, this?" she asked, gesturing around them with a paw. "Didn't make much myself, but it's home," she said with a sigh. It came out somewhat sadder than she intended, and again she cursed herself. Feeling moved to explain, Sigleif went on, "Well, it was. Tomorrow I'm returning to the mainland for an extended stay."

She stood and moved out of her shelter into the makeshift courtyard. She shook bits of leaf litter from her brindled coat. It really was a marvelous place. "You want to have a look around?" She offered, turning and jerking her head towards the rear of the fallen structure's remains. Part of the wall had collapsed onto another outbuilding, which could be scaled for a marvelous view of the forest and the distant sea. "After all, from tomorrow on this place will be vacant. It'd be nice to know someone is keeping it up." She raised a brow at the nameless male. Truth be told, this place had been infested with raccoons and woodrats when she had first arrived, and Sig figured it'd be much easier to run off one wolf than those tiny demons again. She suppressed a shudder... Never again.

The island did make for a marvelous home, though! It was also overrun with the small deer which inhabited the other islands, and several other small mammals as well. She expected that at one point the island must have been connected to the mainland, as it was well stocked with a variety of prey. The ocean was a bountiful mistress as often as it had delivered her savage storms, but the place truly felt like home to her. "So what's your name, stranger? I'm Sigleif," she offered, hoping to draw out more information. How had he wound up here anyways? She half expected angry pursuers or bounty hunters to trail in his wake, but she supposed only time would tell.

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