ardent

Sounds like a good time to me

Vashou



Memento Mori

Loner

Expert Intellectual (215)

Advanced Fighter (70)

age
6 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Extra large
build
Light
posts
135
player

Samhain 2022Statue 5 WorshipTreat 2019
07-29-2022, 09:31 PM


Memento Mori chuckled softly at the stranger’s response. “They would be a mess if they were actually made of clay, you’re not wrong. But I was referring to stones like this, just colored that color. Not actual clay.” She could certainly sympathize with the idea of getting her fur dirty and then it being a pain to clean. Especially with white fur, or the thicker hair-like fur on her head. Goodness knows how much of a pain it was to get the mud out of that fur. The femme wasn’t overly fond of bathing, but it was a necessary evil at times.

She waited, hoping for the stranger to introduce themselves. It seemed instead that she started to space out, getting lost in her own thought while examining her paw. Meme blinked and quirked a brow as she watched them. Was… it normal for a wolf to get so distracted mid-conversation? Was she boring or something? Meme frowned, furrowing her brow as she watched them.

“Are you good? Do you need a healer?” She asked. She was genuinely concerned, her pale silvery-blue eyes remaining on the other. Her ears twitched, hearing more rocks shifting from somewhere higher up. But right now she was more worried about whoever this was.

"Talk, 'Think.'

Unless ICly stated otherwise assume Memento Mori's companions, Jacques and Rein, are not with her.