Mithras could not believe his ears. The voice that echoed out across the shoreline was one he had known all his life only... She was supposed to be a world away. "Caia, did you hear that?" he asked in their native tongue. Perhaps his mind was playing tricks on him, like he'd first assumed when Caia had found him earlier in that same week."It... it sounded like Faria!" The gargantuan man jumped to his feet and set a course for the shoreline, long legs carrying him there with all the nimble agility one might expect from a brute of his stature.
Sure enough, he burst through the line of brush and thicket to see that familiar blue pelt standoing out in stark relief against the sand. "Faria!" he crowed. She looked weak and bedraggled but she was alive. "What in the name of the gods are you doing here?" he pressed, dashing forwards to sniff her from head to toe. Was she injured, was she being pursued. Despite his worried, his maw would not be spared the grin that threatened to take his whole body by storm.
She was just as pretty, and just as dinky, as he remembered! The girl barely came up to the middle of his chest, and he ducked down to bat his forehead against her cheek. "What... I can't... Hello!" he laughed out at last, his wonderment displayed in the breathlessness of his voice.
(Hover over speech text for translation)
"Talk" "You" Think
NOTE: Caia, Faria, and his children are allowed in all of Mithras' thread, regardless of their status. If you're threading with him, expect them as well!
