Drifter
12-14-2013, 08:34 PM
The male seemed just as observant as herself, with as much control as his voice and stance. It was refreshing to say the least, she was tired of those happy wolves all too eager to bound around and wag their tails. Of course they were no different from the angry, why let another know you have made them angry? Control another emotions and you control much of that other wolf. Foolish really to let any emotion show. Even if this male seemed impressive, he also seemed a bit annoyed. Isabella was in no mood to fight, certainly not with a larger male so she would do her best not to anger him.
His dominance did not go unnoticed, she did not challenge his though she did not lower her own stance. It was almost as if he was an Alpha, the blood would make seance to her then yet he did not smell of other wolves, at least not strongly of them. Her head dipped a moment at the words. "Ah I see, shame I was hoping in seeing one of the creatures. I have seen those dens of theirs before. One with a point high in the air with a funny symbol that resembled a bird with its wings out, if the tail of the bird was on the ground."
Pausing she thought of the place, the dust, the musty smell the strange symbols and the colored ice that did not melt in heat. "A fine place but not as fine as what was in it. I and another as small as I found turkeys within. Fat, stupid noisy things but a good meal." It was a good memory, the wolf she had hunted with was indeed a friend. That was until she joined a pack and cast Isabella aside. Not that she would let that emotion get to her now. "I do beg your pardon, me making as much noise as one of those stupid birds and without any kind of introduction. I am Isabella VentFlurrer." She did not bother to ask of the male's name, weather he gave it freely or not would tell her a little about him, and perhaps she could learn more if he seemed like the type to talk. She did have questions after all about the claws and blood, even if her words gave no clue to it. Though hidden within her eyes was a spark of curiosity.
His dominance did not go unnoticed, she did not challenge his though she did not lower her own stance. It was almost as if he was an Alpha, the blood would make seance to her then yet he did not smell of other wolves, at least not strongly of them. Her head dipped a moment at the words. "Ah I see, shame I was hoping in seeing one of the creatures. I have seen those dens of theirs before. One with a point high in the air with a funny symbol that resembled a bird with its wings out, if the tail of the bird was on the ground."
Pausing she thought of the place, the dust, the musty smell the strange symbols and the colored ice that did not melt in heat. "A fine place but not as fine as what was in it. I and another as small as I found turkeys within. Fat, stupid noisy things but a good meal." It was a good memory, the wolf she had hunted with was indeed a friend. That was until she joined a pack and cast Isabella aside. Not that she would let that emotion get to her now. "I do beg your pardon, me making as much noise as one of those stupid birds and without any kind of introduction. I am Isabella VentFlurrer." She did not bother to ask of the male's name, weather he gave it freely or not would tell her a little about him, and perhaps she could learn more if he seemed like the type to talk. She did have questions after all about the claws and blood, even if her words gave no clue to it. Though hidden within her eyes was a spark of curiosity.
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