broken like me

*Diarmuid* · 01-09-2018, 06:54 AM

Truthfully, Diarmuid hadn't anticipated company here. Especially company of the familiar sort. He was cautious as he traveled down the edge of the ravine, finally relaxing just a hair once he reached the solid bottom. But it wasn't long before the heard the rustling of foliage nearby, and slowly he turned to seek out the source of the sound. It didn't take long for him to fully recognize her, even from a distance - he'd never seen a woman with such an odd colored pelt, and it'd be hard for him to forget that feisty wolf he'd met in the foggy woods that night, even if she'd been more irritable than entertaining.

If he was any other wolf, her words would've had him rolling his eyes. Instead he was quiet, his eyes narrowing as he regarded her. "My thoughts exactly," Diarmuid mused softly, making a silent note of his surroundings and of the easiest, least dangerous way back up the side of the ravine. When they'd first met she'd seemed fiery and a bit unpredictable, and he was a man of caution and careful planning, not one prone to let things take him off guard. He held his guard, assessing her even further. In the light, he could make out her figure far more easily, including her scars and dark markings, which he hadn't made out before. "So, Agria, what brings you out this way?" His voice was gruff, but obviously he had some interest or he wouldn't have bothered asking at all, since he'd never exactly been the polite type.

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