She is the sunshine
He seemed taken aback by her response, she simply noted it and moved on, for that was how Myth worked. She would file things away and jump to the next most interesting thing. That thing was the male before her. Her gaze was immediately drawn to his eyes, a beautiful blue that seemed to shift as she attempted to get a better look at it. She stepped up closer to him though still keeping some distance between them. Her mismatched eyes wandered over the rest of him, with a little less interest. He was odd looking alright, ivory pelt marred by black markings, her gaze turning to the hour glass shape on his face. Ears flicked back and she took a step back, at his words. His words hadn't been particularly threatening but it sounded that way just a bit on her end. At his question she lifted her muzzle and drew in a deep breath scenting the air. It smelled metallic but under it was the foul scent of death. Frowning she wondered if the male was right. She cast a glance back at the shell, before giving him a nod. She skipped back to grab the shell in her mouth, it was her treasure and she would take it with her regardless of what the male said. Her tail beat slightly against the air as she approached him again. "Well? Les' go!" Her words were marred by the metallic treasure in her mouth, she bound off away from him a bit before turning back. "I'm Myff by the way!" |