Moving winds

*Epiphron* · (This post was last modified: 06-08-2013, 04:53 PM by Epiphron.)

Natsu seemed taken aback by her sudden appearance, but not at all disturbed by it. Simply surprised. She kept a respectable distance, not sure whether he wanted her company or not -- he was silent for a long moment, and she was half-tempted to turn and leave him -- but she stood again. Her hormones were truly beginning to make her feel off; but she didn't know it, and simply accepted that she was feeling anxious about the marriage. About going to live in Seracia, and leaving her family behind.

"Hopefully you're not implying anything," she said with a laugh, as though Natsu had been implying she was too thin. She was a slender woman, but not at all starved. But she was surprisingly hungry at the sight of the carcass, and she welcomed the kind gesture gladly, bowing her muzzle in thanks. Though she would accept the gift gladly, she would not eat it all. Even if she was hungry, she wouldn't feel right taking all of his kill. "Thank you, Natsu."

He then questioned her, asking what was bothering her. Was it really so obvious? She shook her head, feeling suddenly quite flustered. Not at all as composed as she'd been when she had first met Natsu. "Oh, you don't want to hear my problems," Epiphron said with a gentle smile. And yet he insisted. She lowered herself to the ground then, belly to the earth, briefly eying the fresh rabbit. "I suppose I have a lot on my mind lately. I am to be married in a few weeks, to the Prince of Seracia, in exchange for an alliance between our two packs." That certainly was a good place to begin, was it not?

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