Hybrid Theory
Silence would be her precense. It seemed as if the youth was never really there, never really noticed when really she can see everything, hear it all. The heat would overwhelm the lean build, persuading her to take a sip from the waters, or catch a silver creature that lurks within it. Her bones where stiff, wanting to stay put and not be seen. But it was all to much, the shadows would hide her well, but it cant keep a woman away forever. Closing the lids Poppy would take in the air, expanding her ribcage before swiftly gliding to the river, opening up her eyes to dip down and drink the crystalin liquid.
Twisting the tiara the autumn dame would glance towards the pair, before slowly making her way over " Hello im Poppy, Theres a lot of fish here huh?" Such beauty, innocence that would radiate around her the delicate frame, the intoxicating scent of crushed ros?d petals; Lingering as the youths perfume. The icy blue orbs would remain focused, gazing at the two wondering if she might not quite be as welcome as she thought.
Tilting the crown slightly to the side the small baby tufts would swipe over the cheeks, the belly would start to rumble, growing slightly louder with each second. In that moment Poppy would flush red, not liking how wolves can know the simple things like- not being able to catch little rodents of mammals frequently. The girl would look healthy, her fur glossy and nicely groomed. Hiding away the small inpacts that have effected her life, like loosing her close ones. Having no home as of yet, and frequently travelling.