Fire In Our Eyes

As the sounds of crunching came from behind her, Fia was quick to turn her head to the stranger who approached. She didn't jump up in fear to his presence, or even his appearance. But she was caught off guard by it. She had been a little on edge these days, but she felt she didn't have anything to be afraid of. She at first only got that quick flick of her head to face him, ease after seeing who it was, or maybe more accurately who it wasn't.

He seemed kind enough, not that it really mattered to Fia. But he asked her permission to join her here under the snow covered redbud trees. "I suppose not." Maybe a little rough at first, but she showed a light smile his way afterwards. She had grown to know she liked the company of men, wanted the company of men. And as he offered to sit here with her even just a moment, it had her wondering how she could get him to play her game.

"Are you from around here?" She asked, telling he was from the nearby pack, but how else would she spark conversation? She had a feeling that this man would have been more fun to test the waters with. Rather than to lift her tail and jump all over him. She hoped, but almost assumed it would be ending the way she expected. But she was eager to know how different she would have to play.

"Fiametta"