Perfumed Nights

Eligos had left Cypher and Kida to explore on their own while he'd ghosted through the festival night alone. He knew he was in the mood to brood, and didn't want to make the pups feel like they had to do the same. Let them go be pups for a while without his mood bringing them down. This time of night the trade stalls were quiet and relatively dark, which certainly suited him right now. He gave the trade goods cursory glances as he passed, and his disinterest and his posture told the traders well enough that he was not a potential customer, and they did no more than exchange polite nods or quiet words of greeting with him, if anything.

But he wasn't the only wolf passing among the shops tonight, and the other was a lot more easily recognizable than he himself was in the dark. Aurielle, with her glow, could not be missed where she browsed a scent-seller's wares. Eligos, with his own dark, striped fur might be, except for the glare on his eyes where the light hit. He paused, cognizant that he could simply go past without being noticed if he wished, and avoid the possibly onerous task of diplomacy in the mood he was in.

He wasn't even fully aware he had made a decision until he stepped up beside the other alpha. "Good evening, Aurielle," he greeted her levelly, his voice low and soft.