What Have I Gotten Myself Into

*Loccian* · 06-17-2013, 09:50 PM

What's Happening...?

She had just been strolling along, minding her own business, lost in her own thoughts. Grey eyes ran over the land before her, tracing over the shape of the ground, some bushes, and even a lone tree here and there. It wasn't anything great, but then again she shouldn't have expected it to be, it was Winter after all. It was plain, the snow blanketing just about everything, only a few bald spots here and there on some bushes and the lone trees.

With a sigh she continued on, sniffing the air, catching the sent of an animal but it as stale, a day or two old. But she suddenly came to a stop, grey orbs searching the darkness, clouds rolling in, casting more shadows around her. She had a feeling something was watching her, was it the voices that were in her head? It was nothing knew, she had been having the feeling since Octavian's death, during those days she spent alone, isolating herself.

Suddenly there was a noise from behind her, causing the small shewolf to jump, body twisting to face the direction it had come from. Her body tensed up, the hair around her nape bristling, ears back and body lowering to the ground slightly with tail between her legs. Immediately one could tell she was no fighter, not having the muscle. Not only that but she had a sweet aroma, literally, the result of being a medic, having her den full of various plants, their scents seeping into her fur and staying there.

Grey orbs ran over the large brute's body, running over all the scars, going over his oddly shaped body before focusing on his mismatched eyes. She quickly looked away, but did notice he went from being rough and intimidating, to rough, friendly-ish and intimidating, even bowing to her. And who do I owe the pleasure of crossing paths with? His deep voice reached her ears, but she remained standing there with tail between her legs and body but standing fully up with her head down.

The names... Loccian. She spoke softly, slightly lifting her head, eyes going no further up, remaining below his head. He took a step towards her, she took two steps back. She didn't know this guy, didn't know where he came from or what he has done. One could never trust strangers immediately, you had to have your guard up, not appear too weak. And you? She returned a question, clearing her throat, shifting on her paws.

"normal.
talk.
think.
you"

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