Brewing
03-13-2014, 02:38 PM
It seemed to take no time before somebody was on Celeste, the tall grasses bending and scratching from the summer heat. An ear would twitch at the other movement nearby, continuing to move forward a few more steps before suddenly twisting around to face the stranger. Immediately her defenses would go up, going from cautious to suspicious and ready to pounce. Tail was held up and poofed out, hackles bristling, lips pulled back with a low growl, legs spreading out evenly beneath her body and ears back. ?Who are you?!? She demanded, taking a careful step back. Being outside Seracia's land the girl was vulnerable, but just because she was a pup didn't mean she would roll over onto her back at strangers. She would hold her ground. While waiting for the woman to answer, Celeste would look her up and down. The woman was a mixture of browns, put together in a way that made her look pretty. What the child would really notice however was her size, very small for an older wolf. Perhaps she wasn't threatening... but then again, if you were small, you kind of had to have an attitude to keep others a distance. Either way Celeste had to show she wouldn't be weak, wouldn't just run away when the chance was there. Speech, Thought, Others |