ardent

Wake Up Call



Cygnet

Loner

age
5 Years
gender
Female
gems
84
size
Small
build
posts
47
player
02-05-2014, 11:59 AM
[Image: 2ovNWFE.jpg]

Quote:"Speech"

Thoughts

The fae looked on towards the brute with a curious though understanding tone in her lavender eyes. She could tell they were both wildly curious about the other, though at the same time extremely hesitant to move forward as well. Pulsus was the first wolf the dame has come across in quite some time, and although she has always been a quiet type of fae, loneliness has never been something that suited her well. She liked company, and the enjoyment of having another around. Lately it had only been her, a submissive yet surprisingly powerful snow white fae on her own, small and lithe in appearance though quick witted and coy. Being on her own for the last few months has not been short of... Well... Lonlely.

She watched him still with a curious gaze, always sure to listen to what she was going to say prior to letting the words slip through her tongue. She genuinely wanted the brute to follow her, and in asking him to do so she figured she might have some fun with it. She glanced his direction before slowly moving forward, her wide paws flicking away tap golden grasses from the narrow path she had created for herself, awaiting the brute to join her at her side if he wished. A silence passed between them but she watched his movements to join her, a small smile crossing the fae's long, snowy maw gently as the brute caught up. The fae had always been brought up with a rather polite and very kindly family consisting of only females, brute's would wander in and out of the pack without staying long, pups were cared for and chased away, and Cygnet knew much of the livelihood of being a dame in the hierarchy of the pack. Only recently had she run into other females who had driven their authority upwards to be the ruler of their packs, something she admired but preferred her own life of caring for the other doves who belonged. Pulsus was the type of brute she would see wander in and out of her mother's and her aunt's lives, a kindly soul but there was something distant about them as well, something that the white fae thought was different about him. Not wanting to dwell on it any further, she decided to speak out, "So monsieur Pulsus, you are a lone one around these parts, no?" She questioned him outright.

Word Count :: 409

Tags :: Wolf!

Mood :: Content, Curious