surely not today

Once she had explained that she was new to their pack, she could see the scarred woman visibly relax. That helped Tamsyn relax more as well and a soft sigh passed her lips before she was able to smile a bit more easily. ”Of course,” she responded with an understanding nod when she heard the explanation that they couldn’t be too careful with pups wandering around. Her thoughts flashed to Zee’s son and was suddenly more grateful for her caution and defensiveness around their pack. She hadn’t met the boy as of yet, but felt a strange kindred spirit sort of connection with him given the situations they both shared. She hoped she would get to meet him at some point, but she also didn’t feel like it was right to go seeking him out. At least not yet while she was still so new here.

”Nice to meet you, Resin,” she replied to the simple introduction she was given. Resin. She was careful to tuck the name away in her memories so she wouldn’t forget. After their memorable meeting she couldn’t imagine that she would, but better safe than sorry. Tamsyn realized after a moment of silence that her eyes had naturally gone back to tracing the interweaving pattern of scars across Resin’s face and she forced her gaze to meet hers again. It was obvious that Resin’s scars were a prominent part of the larger woman’s features, but that certainly wasn’t all she was and Tamsyn didn’t want her to think that was all she was interested in. It was simply the timing of it all considering she had just been thinking about her own scars so deeply so they were fresh on her mind.

”I’m sorry, I really don’t mean to stare,” she stated, her ears folding back again with a bit of guilt. ”I’m just... fascinated by them. Scars always tell such a story, you know?” She could only hope she was making some kind of sense and wasn’t outright offending her new acquaintance within moments of meeting her. Resin’s scars painted her as a tested warrior and only added to her imposing demeanor. If anything they were an impressive sign of what Resin had been though and could survive. Tamsyn wondered what her scars said about her, but she was honestly afraid to ask. A thought passed though her mind and once it had planted itself there it was hard to shake. She thought about how the scars on her leg had felt under her paw pads and now wondered how different Resin’s would feel since many of them were much larger than her own. But how was she supposed to go about asking this impressive warrior of a woman to feel her scars without making a complete embarrassment of herself? She opened her mouth to speak and immediately closed it again, feeling her face flush and suddenly being very thankful for her black fur that could hide her blush. She gave a small shake of her head and looked out at the willow trees, quickly muttering, ”Sorry, never mind.”