A long path to nowhere

Lia looked up at the sound of paws, and caught sight of the tawny wolf as she drew near. She sat a little straighter, a tinge weary of the stranger until she was close enough for Lia to catch her scent. There was something oddly familiar about it that reminded her of Artorias and Briar, through she couldn’t say exactly what.

“Hello,” She said through the other wolf's greeting had been a little different. “Well… yes and no” she said a little thoughtfully, wondering how much to tell this other wolf. “I’m hunting down a hint of a slavers group in the area…” she glanced up a little cautiously at the stranger. Wondering what if anything those words would mean to her.


"Lia"