Angels guide me...

Watching the stranger, Chael gave a lopsided grin - beautifully stunning in its own way - at his response. "This is my first time being here, so maybe you come just often enough." Her clever retort was both witty and charming, and her tones were warm. Red rimmed ears perked up a bit more as he introduced himself as Tyranis Praetor, a strong name to be sure. The surname was a Latin word for "leader" or "commander" and Chael found herself looking him over. With a dip of her head to hide her scrutiny, Chael introduced herself. "Chael Heyel Anjelico," she said with a flourishing lilt intertwined thickly with pride, "delighted to make your acquaintence, Tyranis."

She waved her alabaster tail and smiled once more, her blue opalescent eyes glittering in the light. "So what do you do in your time? What drives you?" She was not good at small talk, though she covered it with questions that others wouldn't normally ask. It made wolves think, she found, and when they thought, they found her interesting and intelligent. What would Tyranis manage to get from her?

Action. "Talking." "You."

Chael Anjelico