Cold as Ice

*Steel* · 04-16-2015, 06:38 AM

Though he had grown used to solitude, the presence another was comforting - even if he wouldn't admit it to anyone out loud. From a distance, Steel would watch her, noting her expression was quite cold and strange. His nose would wrinkle as he tasted the scent in the air. The tangy, metallic scent was beginning to fade now. From amongst her black fur, it was difficult to tell where she was wounded, but he had little doubt that the stench was coming from her.

It took her a moment to notice him, sitting a great distance away. When she finally realized he'd been staring, she approached with alarming swiftness and Steel felt his own hackles rising instinctively. When she advanced, he could finally see the wound that sat upon her face and his eyes narrowed as he inspected her. "I'm Steel," he introduced himself quickly, unafraid, but wary still. His posture would stiffen where he sat, though he drew himself more upright, poised and ready to spring away if she proved dangerous. "Why? Who are you?"

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