denial
07-09-2013, 12:42 AM
Despite having made friends with Killian and wanting to spend time with him, the cream peachy tinted she-wolf couldn't deny her need to wander. Of course, she wasn't about to leave Alacritis or Killian, but she just wanted to stretch her paws and get familiar with the land she was apparently going to be calling a permanent home now. She couldn't deny the want to help others and so Alessa had set out the day, wandering about, looking to see if she could run into anyone that she could possibly help. But as she padded through a new territory, she couldn't help but think back to her rough housing with Killian. She hadn't responded to his advances because she had no idea how to defend herself. Or at least, she didn't think she did. She had never had any formal training in combat, but she had always wanted to learn. She'd learned a few things here and there, but not enough to say that she could fight. In her opinion anyway. Ivory paws touched down on stone, mismatched glancing down as she realized she'd stumbled across some kind of crumbling structure. It was interesting to look at, though what it used to be she could never guess. Nimble limbs carried the young girl around it, suddenly finding herself in the presence of another wolf. Oh I'm sorry, didn't realize anyone else was here. Frame was backed up a couple of steps, widening the gap between them, her lingering thoughts about combat spiking her curiosity in the individual she'd nearly run into. Did he know how to fight? Talk like this |