As she watched him with a curious gaze, she noticed how his own purple eyes checked out her physical attributes. Odette figured that it was mere curiosity on his part for his observations, so she didn't openly say anything regarding her assumption. Instead, she shifted her weight so it was more on her right hip, giving her hind legs the chance to curl next to her stomach. Tan underbelly was exposed, but the growing Gargoyle mini-me was still on guard. You never knew what would happen when meeting strangers.
The rain continued to pour in buckets outside the den, making perfect background music for their conversation. She had her eyes on him as he spoke, indicating his itch for exploring. Odette found herself silently agreeing with him. Her own paws had carried her to places that she wouldn't have visited if her parents had stayed. Their eyes would have been glued to her small frame and she wouldn't have ever met Chrysanthe at such a young age. Finally, she voiced her same point of view. "You're not alone in that, buddy. I have been travelling since I was three months old and you never get disappointed with new places you visit. When you don't have high expectations, it's hard to be disappointed with what you discover." A wry smile was given before she continued by asking, "What kind of places have you visited thus far? There are so many that need to be touched by a wolf's paws."
The boy then asked her if she had caught something to eat before the oncoming rain. To this, Odette shook her head in a sad manner. "Unfortunately, no. I ate when I first woke up, but that was practically yesterday!" A twinkle of sarcasm danced in her eyes before she flicked her tail gently against her curled hind legs. "What kind of game live out here in the South? This is my first time visiting this part of the hemisphere."