Time gone past

As Raijin sat, enjoying his tea, the scent of a wolf blew his way. He paused, auds turning in the direction and golden gaze lifting in a squint to see who was approaching. The form of a woman, clad in an inky black but splashed with varying patterns of white, peered around one of the large stones, seemingly cautious. A smart woman, he surmised. She asked if she was intruding and he gave his characteristic charming grin, shaking his head. “My only current company is my thoughts, and I’d wager you’d be far more entertaining,” he replied, gesturing with a paw for her to come closer. He cast a glance to his fox companion, who bustled to a pack they brought along and pulled out another cup for their newfound company. “Would you like some tea?” he asked. Tea was always a good way to get to know someone.