Girls like Girls

*Ásvor* · (This post was last modified: 08-26-2017, 06:42 PM by Ásvor.)

Ásvor was visibly pleased at the stranger's shift in demeanor, her smile mirroring Hirondelle's. It was hard to get much by looking at this stranger for the first time. She seemed proud, perhaps a bit flirtatious though she could be mistaken, and.. apparently not opposed to the idea of company, and neither was Ásvor.

Her voice betrayed that eagerness, and her tail waved a bit more rapidly behind her. "Then it's a plan," Ásvor agreed readily, her eyes shining with interest. Where they might find a place to settle down for the night, she wasn't sure -- perhaps they might be able to find some fallen trees to provide a good start for a den site. "And my name's Ásvor. Ásvor Finnvi." Hirondelle was a lovely name, and she arched a single brow as she assessed her as she bounded off.

Her gait was somewhat cautious as she started after her, not so slow as to assume she distrusted her entirely, but safely skeptical. "So," she started after a moment of walking, ears flicking atop her head. Her expression was inquisitive as she loped to walk alongside her. "Are you familiar with these lands at all, or simply passing through like I am?" Perhaps she had a better feel for this forest than she did, but Ásvor wasn't sure yet.

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