Félicien had, for the time being, turned away from his home. He had sought out something different, to search for something new and wondrous. So the boy would make his journey out of the land to search for something different to occupy himself. Féli would stay in the East, moving along until he arrived at the area known as the Moontouched Cliffs. The wildflowers were so beautiful, and briefly the boy would wonder if they would be useful at all to his brother. Perhaps he could pick some and bring them back?
He would, perhaps by chance, find the path directly that was leading down to the beach. Walking carefully along, placing each step oh so carefully. He hadn’t even paid careful attention to the other fresh scent that was along the path either. He was just walking, humming quietly to himself as his tail swayed slowly back and forth. It wasn’t until sand met his paws and he looked up, bi-colored gaze falling on another, that he realized that he had been ignoring her scent.
She was lovely, a patchwork of brown and cream that danced across her body. Félicien would stand for a moment, awestruck. He hadn’t met too many females in his life, most of those he had being family. But this femme he was sure was no kin of his. Her scent was different, a loner. The boy would speak up slowly, calling to her. “Excuse me miss... Am I intruding on your home?”
