Bad Luck

The creature froze in his tracks the moment the presence of another was noticed. The scent reached his rapidly twitching nose only moments before the female began to speak. Her aroma was out of place in contrast to his brother's slowly fading scent. As though stuck in a moment in time, Domovei paused on all fours. He would've looked as though he was quite literally frozen if he was in a more sane state, but his quivering limbs broke the illusion of stillness. Had this female been following him? How else would he be noticed here, his stark white-gray silhouette impressively unimpressive against the sheets of ice that he traveled upon.

Instinct caused a low growl to begin deep in his chest, spilling out over parted lips before he even dared to search for the stranger who he knew was nearby. Slowly, the movements seeming forced and uncomfortable, the male's head swung to allow his gaze to search for the female. The female had an unreadable look in her eyes as she watched him from a distance, and she was far bigger than him. Almost the size of his brother. The growl grew louder as she spoke, as if trying to block out the sounds that escaped Newt's mouth.

"You.. you know nothing about me. Who the hell are you, futatrix?" His tones were harsh as they practically erupted from the small male, tail twitching between his hind legs. Perhaps she knew his brother? Had his brother sent someone to find him?

She drawled on, the meanings of her words lost to the creature. Nervous tongue slid from parted jaws over his white fangs, emerald eyes dancing over the strange female. What exactly did she want with him? Her voice was enticing in a strange way, though he found himself racking his brain for the purpose of her words.

She turned as though to leave, and the growl that lingered in his throat turned into a vicious snarl. How dare she approach him and turn to leave, just like that. Anger coursed through him, mixed with unsure anxiety. He would maintain his distance, his shaky snarl demanding she explain herself.