Fight Like Your Gods and Monsters
Tropical vegetation was a species of flora he never imagined himself taking a liking to. They weren't his usual pine forest, but nevertheless, they were equally still trees. He found it most comfortable being further off from the shore as no one else happened to be around. The rest of the family were either touring the caves or busy enjoying the part of the beach that satisfied them. It meant more peaceful alone time for himself. The sound of endless pulling waves echoed within his ears, another sound his hearing would have to adjust to listening to. After listening to the many exotic sounds of the coast, it only told him how quiet and lonely woodlands seemed. It didn't seem like much of a productive morning, sitting beside the rustled palms and overlooking the sapphire ocean. He was more of the thinking type than the doing type.
A faint feminine scent twirled amongst the lingering stench of salt in the air. Despite the fact he had been surrounded by kin his entirely life, the scent was taken as no surprise. He had no intentions to investigate as the scent probably belonged to a passing loner. His life may have only been involved with family, but he was not dumb enough to believe his family were the only wolves inhabiting the continent. If anything, his curiosity grew as the stranger's scent grew stronger. Perhaps this loner was not passing by after all, were they following him? He decided to play along with this game, displaying no signs of finding her. In his mind, he complemented her stealth, all until her position was given away by the grass beneath her paws. Whether or not he had discovered her earlier, he found this moment the right opportunity to toss himself into the scene.
"Sneaking up, are we?" Luxurious and rich words rolled smoothly from his tongue, tone ever so amused. His head whipped around to finally rest his bronze vision upon the woman whose path happened to entwine with his, a polite smile sliding to his warm features. A multicoloured gaze caught his eye almost immediately, a trait almost unusual to him. She was of the boldest of shades, a delicate raven in her form. Perhaps her personality would not reflect that, but only their encounter would reveal it. |