Drive Forward
08-03-2019, 08:34 PM
leaving her little pet behind - that was a joke, for the young man was quite large - Huntington would wander the swamplands solo. her plan for this fine day was simple; gathering resources to envoke the loa. t'was common sense to form an attachment to the ancestors and the lesser gods, tethering their watchful eyes upon the land she was gracing. her long limbs carried her silently forward, avoiding the marsh and muck to hover behind a thick brush of foliage. her pale eyes focused on the beings before her. a wolf and her companion - or familiar - in the shape of a fox... they were speaking in words she was not close enough to hear properly. Huntington made out the words of 'Olympia' and her interest sparked. perhaps the name of a pack? she left the safety of the brush to approach both beasties."hail, strangers" her Cajun accent apparent as she addressed them. her tone quiet. her body language was non-threatening, casual almost. she exited the brush completely like a thin wraith. "are you long for the swamp? if you are lost... I can guide you out." she offered smoothly. |
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