Moonsea

She had expected to find someone that she recognized from a previous pack meeting. But instead she came across someone that was a complete stranger to her. Before she could even get a good look at her, the girl was nearly thrown off kilter by the sharpness that came with her presence, blaring reds that weren't at all like the sunset of colors that represented her family. Immediately the girl was put on edge, stepping back as the other stepped forward. It was a moment of panic, of insecurity because she hadn't expected to come across someone that she hadn't come across before and wasn't a part of her own family. Yet as she listened to the other female's calm voice, she found herself being lulled ever so slightly.


Ananke watched the other carefully, thinking over her words. She was part of hte Destruction family - one that seemed to be bigger than she imagined it. Bigger than her own at the very least, but she had nothing else to really compare it to because she hadn't met many other families in her lifetime. Silvery eyes stared at the other's mismatched ones, and a moment passed by, one of silence in the mangroves, before a tiny smile crept onto the young female's face. "Hi." She said, albeit a bit shyly. Encountering strangers was hard when she wasn't mentally prepared for it. There was still an edge to this woman for no reason whatsoever - it was abscent from her eyes and posture, from her words and tone, and yet the orange cream colored lupine was stuck feeling like she was on the defensive.


"I am Ananke Illiads, one of Jupiter's children." She wondered why the other had given her so much information right off of the bat - it wasn't as if she was in any position to turn her away. Silently she tried to calm herself down, because logically this woman wasn't any sort of trouble. Yet Ananke was never a creature that was ruled solely by logic. "I don't know where Song would be, but I'm sure you'll find her if you look hard enough." The girl's words were staggered, but not stuttered - spoken with proper enunciation even though her nervousness was apparent.


"Want some help?" Two pairs of eyes were surely better than one.