fancy seeing you here
speed dating event, deathbelle
09-14-2019, 04:38 PM
he didn't exactly hope for anything in life outside of his continual survival. this little festival seemed amusing, and so he threw his name into the bunch with the lot of desperate men and women looking to find their one. or two. or more. y'know, he didn't judge. the more the merrier. Hemlock sat alone, slightly entertained by all the wolves walking about finding their random matches and going off alone together. the falls was a large place, and he thought it'd be fun to explore them when there was less foot-traffic. he hadn't been told his partner's name. he told the woman running it to tell his partner his name. but he wanted it to be a complete surprise for him. who knows, he may have met the other wolf before coming to Auster. it would ruin the fun. his fun, that is. Hemlock supposed he could wait until everyone else found their matches and guess the remaining wolf was for him... but that wasn't fun either. though it did amuse him when his eyes focused entirely on the water's surface, did he pick up the scent of someone he did happen to know? Deathbelle. one of the wolves he had met so far in this realm. his tail flicked in greeting to the woman if she was close enough, but Hemlock also knew that there was a chance she was not his partner. he wouldn't speak to her unless she spoke first, to confirm or deny such things. for now, he merely waited by the water's edge. |