ring around the rosie

A figure on the slope caught her attention, and the rogue watched them hunt with a distant sense of curiosity. Plenty of kills were made, all without much of a hitch. Good for them, it was always nice to see someone getting a little bit of good fortune. With a small smile, she started bounding down the slope to see who this lucky hunter was. Oversized paws crashed across the ash strewn rocks, charcoal tipped plume curled above her hips in glee. She was always up for meeting new people, and she felt the need to congratulate the stranger on their impeccable hunting job.

Skidding to a less than graceful halt just in front of the dark pelted stranger, she grinned broadly. "Hey!" She barked warmly in greeting, tail wagging happily. "The gods must have smiled upon you, look at what a great hunting job you did!" She chuckled, mismatched optics glimmering and earnest. She wasn't about to harm the stranger, even though she might have looked like a hellhound- charging down the slope; all big teeth and unruly fur, not to mention a good deal bigger than the other lass.

"I'm Sacha!" She added, not even noticing how bubbly she was feeling today. Whatever, she hadn't fallen into a volcano, so it was a pretty good day.