Fate Draws Us Together
Ikigai
Defender
06-30-2022, 08:11 PM
The interesting woman looked his way and paused, making a small smirk tug at the corners of his lips. He dipped his head to her as he took another step or two forward while he waited to see what she would do. Luckily, something about him seemed to catch her attention as well and she left the borders of the pack at least enough for him to feel comfortable moving closer as they met just outside of the pack lands in the empty plain. “Good afternoon,” he rumbled as he moved closer, a small, confident smile lingering on his muzzle. Now that he could get a closer look at her, he could pick up on the smaller details of her subtle beauty. The Mendacium women like his sister tended to be a bit more loud and obvious in their colors and gifts while this younger lady was painted mostly in monochromatic hues with mutations that were not as boisterous as his own.
Still, once she was close enough to speak with comfortably, he could pick out all of the intricacies of how this woman was blessed with more gifts than he had ever noticed on one wolf before. Some of them appeared to mostly be for looks, like her tail and ears, but that didn’t necessarily mean that they weren’t gifts all the same. That made her incredibly valuable in the terms of his family’s beliefs. “Deimos Mendacium,” he said simply to introduce himself with a low, polite dip of his horned head, keeping his gaze tipped up to look at her as he did. As he raised his head he added, “I do hope I’m not disturbing you. I’m on the hunt for my sister. I hear she’s raised a pack somewhere in these lands… Perhaps you’ve heard of her? Manea is her name.” He didn’t know what the likelihood was of a random woman from a random pack having contact with his sister, but Manea always seemed to have a way of finding the wolves that were as heavily decorated as themselves so if this girl was any indication of what her family possessed he had no doubt that Manea would have already found them as well. He watched the smaller fae curiously, his gaze roaming her form unabashedly.
"Deimos Mendacium"
Still, once she was close enough to speak with comfortably, he could pick out all of the intricacies of how this woman was blessed with more gifts than he had ever noticed on one wolf before. Some of them appeared to mostly be for looks, like her tail and ears, but that didn’t necessarily mean that they weren’t gifts all the same. That made her incredibly valuable in the terms of his family’s beliefs. “Deimos Mendacium,” he said simply to introduce himself with a low, polite dip of his horned head, keeping his gaze tipped up to look at her as he did. As he raised his head he added, “I do hope I’m not disturbing you. I’m on the hunt for my sister. I hear she’s raised a pack somewhere in these lands… Perhaps you’ve heard of her? Manea is her name.” He didn’t know what the likelihood was of a random woman from a random pack having contact with his sister, but Manea always seemed to have a way of finding the wolves that were as heavily decorated as themselves so if this girl was any indication of what her family possessed he had no doubt that Manea would have already found them as well. He watched the smaller fae curiously, his gaze roaming her form unabashedly.
