Wanderlust (Pip)
11-28-2014, 10:50 PM
The stranger was a welcome distraction to Epiphron. She had spent far too long in the shadows and no longer did she want to hide. Gently her tail would flick behind her, curling deftly above her back as she studied the brute silently. He was significantly younger than her, entirely unfamiliar too -- and yet he held an air of importance that she could not ignore. "Certainly not the only one," she agreed, returning his apparently friendliness with a gentle twitch of the corners of her lips. "Though I'll admit I haven't seen many others recently." Perhaps winter had something to do with it, though she knew she had also grown used to being alone; she now appreciated solitude much more than she had when she was younger. Quietly she would study him, taking a few more careful steps toward him. His markings were uncharacteristic of any family she had known and yet somehow she felt as though this was someone she ought to know. The male's scent was laden with that of a pack and curiousity was evident in her unwavering stare. "What is your name?" she would inquire suddenly, continuing to survey him as she stood nearby. Though significantly younger, he was also quite a bit taller -- though he didn't strike her as someone she ought to be afraid of. |