I Hate Being Alone

*Recluse* · Updated 04/30/23:

Recluse Ithuriel-Klein

Recluse was scoping out the lands she intended to take, noting with a little bitterness that she would be forced to share a border with another pack, one that was somewhat familiar in scent though she was certain she didn't actually know them, yet... Oh well... Her real prize was the volcano and she simply needed the grounds at it's base to help sustain them. So she was pushing through the nook, keeping an eye on any fresh scents she caught. She's hate to have to chase any groups from their home, it'd be helpful to not start off by immediately making enemies.

So when she caught the woman's scent Recluse had to sort through if she'd noticed it earlier and decided that she hadn't, it was likely she was merely a visitor, but that didn't mean she wasn't curious. So Recluse would stalk after the scent. And what a pretty thing the woman was. Recluse hummed to herself and leaned against a tree trunk as she observed the woman from behind. Finally, she spoke up. "Now, what is a pretty little thing doing here at this time of night?" There was a playful tone to her voice, a bit of a flirtation.

"Speech"

Art by Sirinsong

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