ardent

Cold-Blooded



Locust

Loner

age
2 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Medium
build
Light
posts
24
player
04-12-2019, 11:02 AM



After some thoughts that continued to plague her mind, the scarred woman looked around the vast area that she resided in for the time being. There was something in the air that caused her mind to wander and her head to turn to and fro. A scent that she hadn't recognized before wafted into her nostrils, her tail flicking with curiosity and anticipation. She doubted that whoever it was, was just passing through and had enough upon their shoulders and mind already. But, Locust was always one to but in on some passerby's and know what troubled them. An eyebrow raised as she got up, walking over a small hill.

The color of fire graced her with its presence, except...it wasn't really fire, someone was adorning the beautiful rays of red and orange upon their pelt. Whoever this was certainly peaked the young maiden's interest. Surely they would be alright to converse with, but if not, maybe she could be a bit of a nuisance. After all, she was always one for a little adventure and trouble-making if she could; even if it resulted in her beauty being scarred once again.

She approached the new wolf cautiously at first, but, her movements were rather graceful and elegant almost as if she were a queen herself walking down the isle to meet her fellow subjects. Her eyes stayed rather monotone and emotionless, but, she made sure to keep a small distance between the new wolf.

"Quite a random thing for me to say, I know, but fire seems to have surrounded you with its presence. Definitely an interesting coloration you adorn, Sir." Why she said that, she hadn't the slightest clue, but, something about this wolf before her read danger, and she loved it. "And, judging by the way you hold yourself, something seems to be troubling you." Her voice radiated venom but curiosity, staying calm and vigilant as well as keeping her graces in check due to her lessons with the egyptian goddess that she had as a teacher. Her tail swayed slowly as her one good eye stayed focused on the crimson brute, almost as if staring into his soul and collecting all the information she could gather from him without a second thought.

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