Wash the Worries Away
04-10-2018, 07:38 AM
"Hello there!" A voice called, in the corner of her pale lavender eye she spotted the figure move. Curiosity pulled her to the coast, now it played against her to converse. How else would she make friends here? Forcing a smile upon her tri-toned maw, Tauriel turned to face the mahogany stranger. "Greetings to you!" She offered a small, but friendly smile. Taking a few steps closer to meet eyes of red. "My apologies, if I have disturbed your slumber." A curious gaze now took the form of her sharp features. Momentarily casting her eyes over the male; quickly assessing. He seemed nice... welcoming and forthcoming, nothing screamed hostile. Though the keen hunter knew that it was bad to turn her back onto a stranger; friend or foe. The sounds of the waves caught her perked ears and installed a sense of calm, she could smell pack upon him; but he seemed to be by himself. Silently, she wondered why? "What brings a pack wolf like yourself out to the ocean?" She finally asked, the last time she checked this shoreline belonged to no one. "speaking" |