A Warm Welcome

Tea cupped paws of a creamy alabaster struck the terra with a jovial pace, a long, plush banner swinging cheerily from petite hips as she trotted along and regarded the rapids. They were intense, rushing and foamy water threatening to sweep you away if you stepped into it unprepared. Humming a jaunty tune under her breath, the petite English lady strolled along the banks in search of something to occupy her time and attention for the time being. A vaguely familiar scent caught her attention, and her curiosity was piqued. Golden bathed audits perked, she picked up her pace and headed towards the lupine ahead of her with an inquisitive glint in her twilight pigmented optics.
A magnificent pelt captured her attentions, and she recognized the lanky build immediately. The strings of profanities escaping his lips definitely caught her attention, and her ears tilted back as a quiet gasp left her lips. Brows raised high in surprise, and her hackles were ruffled by the foul language momentarily. "Well now, that's some colourful language." She commented, an amused smirk playing lightly upon her ebony lips as she stepped forwards. Slowly she approached his left side, looking up at him with a quirked brow. "Something amiss?" She would inquire, thick British accent evident and as endearing as ever as it wrapped around her alto tuned lyrics. She recognized the male, but for some odd reason, his name seemed to have slipped her mind. A true horror for her, as she was usually so good with names. Pale golden dipped plume would sweep against her heels absently as she regarded the fairly gaunt features of the taller man.