Like a Ship Out of Water
08-14-2013, 06:16 PM
(This post was last modified: 08-14-2013, 06:17 PM by Azalea.)
The bubbly child came at Azalea with overwhelming joy. Happy, it seemed, to see another Valhallan so far from home. Azalea was not outright happy, in fact her polite nature was just a front. When it came to meeting most wolves she was not happy, she was really nothing. There was no joy in seeing wolves she really didn't know but she also didn't have a sense of fear. At times she was cautious but mostly she was just... there. "Hiya," There was an airy laugh to follow the greeting and Azalea dipped her head. "This thing is so weird, huh? Any idea what the heck it is?" The red head followed the blue gaze, nodding in agreement. "I am not sure, but it has to be some odd type of stone... at least that's my theory. Just over there is a cave entrance, goes right inside of it." Thought she knew little about the ship her tone didn't let on. If Arella were younger or just plain gullible then she would believe every word of it, surely. "I was just wandering and caught your scent. I hope you don't mind that I followed it," Azalea sighed lightly, too faint to be heard by Arella. "No, no its fine." There was a pause, her mind smirking delightfully as an idea came to her mind. "Why don't we check this place out? You scope out the cave and I'll check to see if there are anymore." She looked expectantly at the wolf, two seasons behind her in age. "I already checked it for scary animals, none to be seen, sniffed, or heard. Totally safe." Of course it was a lie. Azalea had checked the entrance but who was she to say what was inside? Best to let her new companion go in first while she "scoped out" the rest of the strange rock. Speech, |
