Runaway Girl
06-13-2014, 07:54 PM
Even though the girl would stand, her eyes would remain downcast. Now that she had a better look at the woman, she could see the scar that ran down the side of her face. Brows furrowed briefly in concern. What had happened to this poor woman? Ekko. Her name would reach tattered ears and she would smile in turn. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Ekko." She would catch the woman peering up at her and she would smile, hoping to coax the woman out of her shell. "Are you new here?" Russet crown would tip to the side as she peered down at the tiny woman. She made conversation difficult as the woman only spoke when spoken to. Haunches reclined towards the earth, plume curling around her hips carefully. Nostrils quivered, inhaling the woman's foreign scent. She didn't appear to belong to a pack or anything, and she smelled different, unlike most rogues that lived in Alacritis. The new Queen tried to keep her posture neutral and friendly, trying not to appear intimating, but this girl was so small. "I just recently claimed a pack for myself, would you like to join me?" Lyrics were soft, easy going, not at all pressuring as she extended the offer. "Talk" "You" Think |