Don't Dream It's Over

The male was much larger then her, though the way he held himself she knew there wasn’t a way he could be a threat. It made her relax more, her mind feeling more at ease about socializing with him. She would still be a little weary, but there was no harm in actually chatting for once. Something good had to come from thier paths crossing. Her eyes traveled to inspecting his fur color and patterns. The combination of colors were handsome and the white marks on his face made his dual gaze stick out. Looking back to those eyes as he began to speak.

He wasn’t alone technically, or at least hadn’t been. Her eyes looked to the mountains he had come from and winced slightly. No wonder they had gotten separated, those mountains looked rough to travel. She could sympathize with being separated from someone that close to you and her green eyes softened a bit. Though she bit her lip holding back the sympathy she wanted to share. Maybe he didn’t want it? It was too soon to tell for sure.

The question then turned to her and his comment on the territory made her sigh quietly before looking around. It wasn’t the best place to live, but she didn’t like traveling alone and really had no idea where to go.

”Believe it or not this is where I’ve been living,” she replied. ”Not much of a home is it?”