Desperate Times

Walk | Talk | Think

The longer she stayed here the more irritated she grew. This was stupid. In no way was she ready or willing to start striking up conversations with strangers that quite possibly deserved better than she would give them. Hell, she was not altogether certain she could have even mustered up a smile for her brother if he happened to be the one to find her here. If anything, the agitated she-wolf would have turned on him too in her growing outrage over the troubling circunstances that had been plaguing her since they became separated. She needed to leave, needed to leave before she did something rash or before someone found her in her present state. She needed to do damage control before the damage was caused.

Unfortunately, the realization came a minute too late. No sooner had she made up her mind to get away, she spotted the figure coming her way, another white coated individual like herself. Unlike her, this stranger did not seem to have any peculiar colorations to speak of - nothing like Yin's own shockingly black tail - save for a pair of red, crescent shaped markings that sat upon the left side of her brow above her eye. It was unusual, yes, but of no consequence to the disinterested wolf. What did it matter that this approaching she-wolf possessed an odd marking about her eye? What did it matter that her apparent manner and bearing appeared to be that of someone carrying importance with them? Yin couldn't have cared less.

Her own pace, direct and purposeful, did not let up even upon noticing that the other moved to intercept her, and only paused when the singular phrase of greeting was spoken. Yin's ears turned to angle themselves backward, her expression becoming decidedly aggravated, minutely hostile, as she turned to set her mismatched green and blue eyes directly upon the wolf who had made to stop her. There was nothing about her demeanor that suggested friendliness or even patience, and with a quick flick of her dark, ebony tail, she answered rather challengingly, "What do you want?" The apparent aggression within her voice was entirely unwarranted, but her patience had been spent of late. She was angry at her brother, her comrade, herself, life in general for being so unkind and heedless to her wishes. This seemingly well tempered wolf had merely caught her at the most inconvenient of times.