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*Lysis* · (This post was last modified: 07-26-2014, 10:28 PM by Lysis.)

Lysis knew that she had sneaked up on him. How deeply focused he had been on the water, engrossed in the simply act of swimming, seemingly oblivious of everything around him. Amusement danced in those hazel eyes of hers, a smirk dancing on her lips as he spun around to face her. "You seemed pretty content playing by yourself, to be honest," she noted quickly, her lyrics sweet and brimming with laughter. At the very least, he was momentarily entertaining, and she lowered herself to her stomach as she gazed at him. The Armada girl was happy to keep her distance as he pulled himself from the lake, watching as he shook the water from her pelt. His coloration was strange, nothing like she'd ever seen before, and she found herself staring for a moment before speaking.

"And maybe you're too ugly to talk to pretty girls like me," she suggested in saccharine tones. The girl's voice was full of jest, but something else too - a misplaced tone, guarded and wary. "But what's stopping us?" The beauty of being free to do as she pleased was that she could talk to whoever she wanted, whether they be ugly or otherwise; though she didn't consider this brute terribly unattractive.

The frail girl hardly moved as she sat and watched, curious about this stranger. It was rare she interacted with wolves outside of Glaciem, and outside of her family, and felt a sudden need to know more about him. "What's your name?"

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