pickin' up hitchhikers

N/A · 07-20-2014, 12:39 PM

She moved regally, leaving the territories of Tortuga behind them. Her violet eyes occasionally drifted to the companion before her that seemed to be leading the way. Greek hadn't said much to her in the last while, which was odd. What was on his mind? He was rather foul tempered, but she'd grown to like his snarky comments. She'd discovered that he was actually quite wise, and at least towards her- he was becoming less of an asshole. "Do you smell that m'lady?" Greek prompted, suddenly into the silence. Roman halted, her violet eyes glancing towards him as she took in a deep breath. She could smell the fresh scent of another, but not one she recognized. Thoughtfully, she nodded. "What about it?" She would prompt.

Greek would turn towards her, a wicked smile decorating his jaws, and her eyes would widen questioningly. "Lets meet some strangers." He speaks with a dark look. Roman chuckles, rolling her eyes slightly, as they approach the wolf. Scampering ahead of her, Greek halts several feet from the black girl. "Lost little girl?" He sneers. Roman quickly trots forward, grabbing his tail in her teeth, she drags Greek back towards her. Turning towards the smaller wolf she speaks. "Ignore him, please. He's rather... rude." She says, giving the fossa a glare. Glancing back at the curiously marked girl, she would introduce herself. "I am Roman Armada, and my rude companion is Greek."

Greek Speak -- Roman Speak

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