Scene Two-Roger Rabbit

He remained in quiet air, the morning silent and serene around him save for the rippling sound of the lake. Lost in thought, the cross marked male had not detected the presence of the other until she had made it known. He would turn to face her, and immediately flashes of recognition would plague his mind. It was the woman upon the battlefield, the one fighting to keep her pack from the enemy, though untold mysteries had caused her to lose the pack to the power hungry enemy. It was she that Jinxx had been drawn to that day, silently willing her to achieve her goals. But it would be fate that had granted the opposing side victory, only to release into the claws of another.



She greeted him, and he inclined his head in respectful greeting. Thoughts behind his blue windows dissipating as he retrieved the emotions of calm to hide what he wanted others to not know...at least not yet. He didn't want to look weak in the eyes of others, and so did his best on a day to day basis to appear as if his life was perfect, however lonely he felt. "Thank you, it is a pleasure to reside here. I suppose I must thank Erani for that." He offered a small smile as he removed himself from the shallows of the waters to stand slightly upshore, his coat gleaming within the light. Deep blue eyes looked over the female for no more then a few seconds, respecting her privacy and not wanting to seem like he was scrutinizing her. A sudden burst of embarrassment washed over him, a light blush rising upon creamy white cheeks as he cleared his throat. Erm, my name is Jinxx Black. A wolf of the Cross."

He would introduce himself promptly, and it did not take long for him to learn the name of the one he had seen before. He dipped his head again, a nervous habit of his, though often did not realize it. "It is nice to properly meet you, Miss Chrysanthe."