Bones Turned to Stones

*Enya* · 01-08-2018, 08:07 PM

As he answered her question, Enya began to second guess her opinion that maybe he wasn't one of the crazies, because he certainly answered like he was. She quickly glanced him over again, sizing him once more, trying to see if, it came to it, she could take him down. She felt confident. He spoke again, pausing for an extended period of time, leaving Enya hanging on his word as he left it floating on the air. She began to wonder if he forgot what he was going to say before he finally piped up again, stating that he hadn't exactly come looking for her persay. He revealed that these were not his lands, but dared called them beautiful, and at this Enya couldn't help but scoff. A field of empty plains weren't very pretty, at least in her opinion, especially when it came to housing nothing but brittle tasting bones. Then he stepped forward, and like a mirror, Enya took a step back. No no no she thought, letting a small grin slip across her muzzle. He spoke again, contradicting himself from just seconds earlier.

Then he changed direction all together and suggested that the two of them get out of here. Her eyes narrowed at the male in suspicion, but her stomach rumbled loudly , encouraging her in the idea of a hunt. Then she remembered her paws, and her ears flattened. She couldn't hunt and chase down prey with her paws still in their condition. As it were, she had been living as a scavenger. "I wouldn't be of much use, but I'm willing to give it a shot" she admitted, looking briefly away from the male back in the direction she had come from, back to greener lands. Her stomach rumbled loudly again and she looked back at the male, half expecting him to start chuckling at her comically loud grumbles. "I mean, what type of prey do you have in mind?"

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