ardent

ROAR, Fear the beast



Anais

Loner

age
5 Years
gender
Female
gems
102
size
Medium
build
-
posts
332
player
04-22-2014, 12:07 AM
Walk | Talk | Think

To his credit, the mottled grey wolf was taking his rude awakening surprisingly well, and no sooner had he finally come to from his rest his demeanor appeared to change. There was no longer animosity within his stare - a stare that was a strange but unusually attractive shade of purple and drew Anais's gaze toward it. In fact, he rather seemed amused if anything, as if his scowls from a second ago had been nothing but a product of crankiness. Personally Anais very much preferred this new mood to the first, and with a growing smile and a tentative giggle she answered, "You made a friend while you were sleeping." Surely he could guess what type of friend it was, as well as how their relationship was now. The squirrel had made it plainly clear to Anais at least, and she was only a bystander.

A little unsurprising, another acorn streaked down from the tree but this time the young male wolf was prepared. He saw the projectile coming and managed to duck in time to miss it, though only just. Head tilting back, Anais struggled to spy the culprit upon his perch and wondered why it had thrown another acorn. The first time at least had been funny; now it seemed a bit unnecessarily antagonistic. "Hey!" she chimed in, coming to the wolf's defense whether he wished her to or not, "It's not funny anymore. Stop." Likely it would go ignored, but she felt the need to try. After all, it was partly her fault he had gotten on the wrong side of the squirrel in the first place.

By the time her attention had shifted downward again to return to the wolf she noted that he was closer, taking refuge in the distance he had placed between himself and the tree the squirrel had claimed. Unbidden, her eyes sought his, and eventually they were met with that still strange color, so different from the blues and golds of her family. He introduced himself and asked for her own name. "Anais," the grey-gold girl answered simply, though haltingly added with a rueful, backward lean of her ears, "the one who woke you up."

-- anais

brb: adventuring


* Because he has become her protector, Glacier is allowed into any and all threads that Anais may be in, regardless of how they are tagged.