Her gaze would soon trail of to the scenery that had been granted to see from so high, watching what was going on down their. Though, it didnt go unnoticed that the man would shift closer towards her, Enough for their fur to meet and his warm breath touch her lightly. It was then she would turn herself once more to meet his gaze, afterall she could never trust a stranger. She was used to the colder climate of the North by now, but had grown accustomed to bad habits such as rolling in her shoulders to obtain warmth where as her thick fur gave her enough. " You seem rather confident towards a woman you do not know." She spoke rather softly, though her words did ring with a truth. She would take a deep inhale before sighing, her crown close to his. " You seem shocked by my colour, though theirs many more like me. Some who dine in red." Their was currently 3 wolves she knows of who inhabit a wine coloration, and 1 who inhabits an olive, though Desire? wasnt sure if she survived. The purple Nymph has yet to meet another who bores any other.
