Calling of the North

N/A · 12-14-2013, 04:58 PM

Arietta's soft blue gaze fell upon that of blazing gold. The wolf before her seemed like he could be the very essence of these frozen lands. Honestly, if she had not bumped into the male she would have surely missed him in the falling snow. Unlike herself, the male seemed to have a confidence about himself in the frozen wasteland that was all around them.

The she wolf was relieved by his answer, but also surprised by the lack of emotion in his voice. She blink her eyes a couple times, feeling nervousness tie up her tongue for a few moments. Then, finding her words, Arietta spoke. "If you don't mind my asking, what might your name be? I... I'm Arietta." It was a simple question, but the year and a half she wolf was still learning the ins and outs of socializing with other wolves.

{{Ooc:: I am so sorry for the wait and sucky reply. I've had some trouble building up muse the past couple days. D;}}

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