Where Shall We Go Next?

So lost in the swaying trance of the meadow. Their movements a forbidden dance casted by the autumn breeze. She couldn't help but to do the same. Her body rocking from left to right. Dutifully becoming one with the grasslands themselves. Anemone hadn't yet to awaken and Omaira refused to be the one to do so. It wasn't like there was any rush to really move from this spot. And, who wanted to be nipped at by the cranky fox anyway? Chuckling at a late memory that revealed itself so suddenly. The very first time she'd made that mistake. Her paw was sore for a weeks time. Which life Ane to hunt for them. Pay back is one evil wolf.

Time seemed to go on without interruption. Her swaying. Vocals lightly humming a tune of some sort. It was only when the shifting of Anemone and her high pitch warnings pierced the air did Omaira turn. Winter's white gaze staring out at... something? "What is it, Ane?" As she continued to stare, a different color blended with that of the green. A shade of purple to which left her a bit on edge. Oma was not one to fight. But, her father indeed made sure she knew how to defend. Silently hoping it did not come to that.

However, as the blurred figure spoke, a sigh pressed through clenched teeth. Not having realized how tight her breath was being held in that moment. "I apologize. But, I do not know much about these lands." Her attention snapped to the black fox. Ane seemed to be still on defense mode and she didn't want anything going left because of her. A frown wrinkling her features instantly. "You can relax. Please. She's only asking for help." Anemone shared the same expression as Omaira. Giving the red wolf a look of irritation; before, settling just a few feet in front of her best friend. If the purple opponent wished to get to Oma, she would have to deal with her first. "Fine. You need to be more attentive to your surroundings. Not lost in your world." Anemone snipped.

"Speech"~Think~"Companion"