Of a different Breed

This man was kind, apologizing for making her uncomfortable. Though the inner voice inside her head told the woman to turn and get the hell out of there, Aria resisted, a part of her wanting to stay longer and see what was up with this cat that would make him not want to mess with her. Green orbs would watch him sit back, ears perking up as he explained to her that his kind were scarce. They were? She turned her head to the side, brows coming together as she thought about it. Now that he brought it up she ran through her memories, noting how she did not scent many if not any felines ever since that invasion.

"It is a bit odd that there aren't many. I know felines are solitary but I have not scent any near my home in awhile." She spoke in a gentle tone, taking a few casual steps towards him but stopped about six feet away before sitting back. "Your accent is lovely, what is it? If you don't mind me asking. I have only come across wolves with an Italian accent." She asked curiously, a friendly smile upon her lips. Perhaps she could make a friend of this feline, it would be quite lovely to tell her friends. Not many befriended a predator that could potentially kill them in one blow. "By the way, my name is Aria." She added.


"normal.
talk.
think.
you."

Awesome table by Mie <3