Without a Care

Her eyes had been closed, grinning as the voices had shrieked and whined at the jingling of her tag. That's what they got for teasing her, Precious didn't like when the voices thought they could do what ever they liked. It's why Cana didn't notice the wolf that had come up to her, jumping when it spoke.

The hound whirled around, lips pulling back, front half of her body dropping. She was ready to attack whatever snuck up on her, but dark eyes fell upon a calm wolf, showing no signs of aggression. Her brows came together as she slowly raised herself up to her full height, watching the man curiously but cautiously. He was looking up at the tree, his words registering as a question, asking if they spoke and played. She wouldn't answer though, getting distracted by the scar on his body then by his different colored eyes when he looked at her.

?They always speak, and sometimes play.? She told him softly, taking a step to the side, pushing through a thin curtain of branches and leaves. "Wolf has weird eyes, did you steal one?" She asked from behind the curtain, a moment later her head poking through.


"normal.
talk.
think.
you"