come a little closer
07-16-2018, 08:02 AM
Korinna couldn't help but admire the vastness of the landscape here. To the northeast stood a treacherous mountain pass, a landscape that had likely claimed the lives of many wolves before her, and directly to the east another quite dangerous obstacle - an active volcano that likely had its own share of dangers. Her interest had been thoroughly picqued, and how could it not? Anxious paws shifted, her weight swaying from one side to the other as she waited as patiently as she could - given that patience had never been one of her defining traits, it was a remarkably hard feat for her. What was a mere pawful of minutes felt more like hours as she stood, ears swiveling to catch any signs of someone approaching.
Even through the permeating darkness she caught the approach of someone, a dark figure traveling down the slope of the volcano. His silhouette was visible against the backdrop of the faint moonlight. From such a far distance she could tell the wolf was a massive one, perhaps bigger than her - and her own frame was unusually large compared to most, especially for a female. A fluttering of excitement suddenly ravaged her at the quite spontaneous decision she'd made. Perhaps this was not the place for her? But it had to be - only wolves who shared similar ideals would make such a territory their home, and she'd always been adaptable enough. She couldn't imagine a pack that made their home near the sea or in a field of flowers would ever be a more suitable home for her. The mere thought almost made her laugh.
The slight grin was visible on her features as Elias approached, though softened as she struggled to take in his features in the dim moonlight. He was a grizzled male, clearly older than her as well as taller, though not by much. The pride was visible in the way he held himself, and she had to admire that; her own posture was far from meek, though without any outward signs of threat toward this stranger or is lands. "Greetings," Korinna replied easily, slightly bewildered at the lightness in this quite masculine man's words. It took her a moment to regain her composure. "This place - this pack - I presume it is yours? Would you have time to tell me a bit about it? I'd like to join." Her words had a definiteness to them that surprised even her. She was truthfully tired of living as a rogue and she was feeling up to a challenge. And if this man was in charge? She wouldn't lie that he was quite the looker, at least according to her standards, so she'd most definitely be willing to serve beneath him. Or simply get beneath him, that sounded damn good too. She had to keep her mind from straying though, lest her more mischievous thoughts make that playful smile of hers return again.
Even through the permeating darkness she caught the approach of someone, a dark figure traveling down the slope of the volcano. His silhouette was visible against the backdrop of the faint moonlight. From such a far distance she could tell the wolf was a massive one, perhaps bigger than her - and her own frame was unusually large compared to most, especially for a female. A fluttering of excitement suddenly ravaged her at the quite spontaneous decision she'd made. Perhaps this was not the place for her? But it had to be - only wolves who shared similar ideals would make such a territory their home, and she'd always been adaptable enough. She couldn't imagine a pack that made their home near the sea or in a field of flowers would ever be a more suitable home for her. The mere thought almost made her laugh.
The slight grin was visible on her features as Elias approached, though softened as she struggled to take in his features in the dim moonlight. He was a grizzled male, clearly older than her as well as taller, though not by much. The pride was visible in the way he held himself, and she had to admire that; her own posture was far from meek, though without any outward signs of threat toward this stranger or is lands. "Greetings," Korinna replied easily, slightly bewildered at the lightness in this quite masculine man's words. It took her a moment to regain her composure. "This place - this pack - I presume it is yours? Would you have time to tell me a bit about it? I'd like to join." Her words had a definiteness to them that surprised even her. She was truthfully tired of living as a rogue and she was feeling up to a challenge. And if this man was in charge? She wouldn't lie that he was quite the looker, at least according to her standards, so she'd most definitely be willing to serve beneath him. Or simply get beneath him, that sounded damn good too. She had to keep her mind from straying though, lest her more mischievous thoughts make that playful smile of hers return again.
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