Try and Count the Stars

She didn't move when she scented the presence of another, but her ears twitched, giving away her lack of ignorance. At first she assumed that it was a stranger here for a drink, perhaps he would take no interest in her at all? Yet it seemed that as she strained to listen to him, he would step a bit closer to she and the shore.


He hadn't made much noise upon making his presence partially known. Perhaps the man wasn't up for a talk? She could understand wanting to take a moment to relish the peace - understand it all too well. Yet when she inclined her head to see him, her ears perked atop her head and her magenta eyes daring to glance at the stranger's own, his attention seemed to be on her. He had come all this way, only to stop and stand where he was, and she tilted her head slightly, wondering just what it was that had enraptured his attention entirely so.


But Io was not one to break the silence. She would offer him a small smile, a tiny lifting of her off colored kissers, before she stepped out of the water and stood in front of him. She wouldn't speak, not yet - if he so desired he could be the first to speak, to break the peace and make his voice a part of the surroundings, and she would respond. For now, she was curious as to whether he would let her join him - an intruder, they were both intruders to each other's quiet, but they were also company. A moment's hesitance, and she moved to sit beside the odd colored male, her tail curling around her legs as she settled.


A passing glance would be cast to him, a hint of curiosity buried in that magenta gaze. Who was this male? What was he looking for on this night? Was he honestly just curious about her? It wouldn't be too much of a surprise, for she found herself feeling something similar.