ardent

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Raelyn

Loner

age
3 Years
gender
Female
gems
68
size
Medium
build
Light
posts
13
player
Sylvia 1
05-01-2020, 11:11 PM
Raelyn Valestrom

Suddenly there was a disturbance in the Briar, something large moving through the thorns and as Raelyn stood poised she could tell the creature was slowly making it's way towards her. Her muscles tensed as she was well aware of other predators lurking in the very same area, but knowing she had an escape trail behind her made her feel braver than perhaps she should. It was good, because once the offended came into the clearing Raelyn nearly leapt with joy, her winter eyes widening in surprise at the sight of another wolf. White and black fur caused the woman to feel some sort of connection with the wolf, as it was almost a mirrored reflection of some of her tribal mates. As a soft breeze carried the scent of the stranger closer to her, a pleasant surprise hidden in it's invisible waves. Male.  A sigh of relief came from Rae, as a small smirk would creep onto her lips. "There are far worse things to consume a wolf, no?"

Her voice was soft if not a bit joyful for herself. But it was unavoidable seeing as the loner was encountering her first wolf in these lands, and to finally have someone to talk to? It was a joyful day indeed! What was even better, however, was the fact that there was finally someone around to appreciate and adore her like the queen she was. To not have such companionship was an fate worse than death, but to go so long without water and to finally get a drop... it was an exhilarating feeling. "No, I suppose that would have washed off in the sea." A bit of pain could be felt in her chest after realizing that not even her pack scent had remained... but it was a very small emotion. The thorns in the briar held more of a sting. "I am Raelyn..." she would purr, taking a gentle step towards the male, testing the waters. "I'm new to this land." A very plain statement, but the woman would attempt to take a step more, her eyes searching his gaze for signs of anger before continuing. "Are you searching for something? May I be of service to you.. somehow?"

"Speech"

Art by Nafsi-Sookie. Table by Sea.