Myth hopped from paw to paw, pauses were things she had little patience for. She watched him with growing impatience as he turned to face her and sat down. It barley registered that he did not return her smile. Her ears perked happily as he spoke. "I'm exploring! " Her tone was light, playful and a smile was ever present on her face. He sneezed and she giggled, high and innocent. "I am Myth; I'm from Ahlon; which is a long way from here." Her own dual toned eyes meeting his. "My siblings went off on an adventure without me," the girl pouted some, " so I decided to follow them!"
The girl's naivete did not allow for distrust, especially when she hardly knew the other wolf. In Myth's mind everyone was innocent until proven guilty and so she would give everyone the benefit of the doubt. Even if that wasn't the safest course of action.
