Too Little Too Late

The woman rarely strayed far from home anymore, rarely left her new little piece of paradise. She had joined a pack with her dear Mr.Red and she even had been awarded a rank she desired, a rank she felt like she could grow into. It was all so? Prefect. But today simple curiosity would draw the pixie from her home, had forced dainty paws to carry slender form past boarders and out into rouge lands. She had no intention to be gone for long, today she simply had a scouting mission in mind. No slaves he had said. How dull. Maybe he would be more impressed with her if she brought him a little present? Not today of course. She had yet to learn what packs were off limits for touching. It was a bit of a pain, this much is true but she did not want to step on the massive man's toes. Not just yet. So instead today she wanted to look for the nearest rouge lands that actually had a population near it. There was no way she could step on toes if there was no one to piss off but the wolf itself right? It seemed like a brilliant idea! Yes, good job Dione! A cackle would bubble up her throat as her chin pressed into her chest and long legs would swing forward into a leggy prance. Massive ears were folded back against her neck but a wind grin was spread across inky lips as too big tail swished behind her.

She seemed to be out of luck, no one was around! And gah! She was so lonely! And then. It would seem that the gods would hear her pleas and answer them as a grey and white form slowly began to take form in the distance. Pace would increase to a languid lope as she attempted to close the distance between them as quickly as possible. "Why hello my dear..." Words were languid, rolling off her tongue with practiced ease as she would draw up beside the much larger girl. Much large. Like not Valentine large but maybe Nova large. What a sweet young thing? A grin would stretch across inky lips as she attempted to slither up and past the girl before turning so they were face to face before plunking her narrow hips down. Busy tail would curl around her hips as she pushed her forepaws up and back, lifting herself up so she was balanced on her haunches with her forepaws curled into her chest with paws crossed easily. Skull would tip off it's axis, her curiosity evident as she studied the larger girl through glittering red eyes. Normally Dione wasn't super interested in monochromatic wolves but this one? Those eye markings. How darling...



"Talk here."