Life on Mars
06-21-2020, 12:39 AM
The porcupine didn't need words. His thoughts might as well have been flashing across his forehead, for all the snark that oozed from his appraisal of her. He took a seat in kind; but kind, he was not, answering her approach with narrowed eyes and a grumble. She hadn't been smiling, but the corners of her lips twitched downwards, then. Wariness, now she could understand that. Caution was the default in this world, as friendly a wolf as she happened to be... but damn if this guy wasn't grumpy as hell. And he obviously wasn't afraid of her.
Oh gods, she hadn't bumped into another Azure, had she? Mala supposed that he wasn't as inflammatory as her brother... not that he could really afford to be. No pack scent clung to him, and a cursory assessment of the area told her that the two were alone.
He didn't need words, but he supplied them anyway, drawing a snort of quiet laughter from her. Okay then. Her ears flicked the sentiment away. "I'm a member of the Ashen Armada," she confirmed. Rank was unimportant for now. "I'm not a native, but I can find my way around."
She smiled lightly, her brighter nature winning out for a moment, and let her gaze wander over him. Dark, sturdy, bright eyes. Not much older than herself. And a fairly normal size, compared to some of the titans she'd met in Boreas, her adoptive father included.
"I'm Malalia, by the by. Malalia Fatalis." Her tail thumped behind her. "Were you headed anywhere in particular? I might be able to point you in the right direction." The grin she wore turned a little wry. "Since I know so much."