In a dream of mine
04-16-2015, 07:29 AM
Irelyn teetered in the edge of a decision: to stay and accept the first encounter the universe had offered her in some time, or to flee. With her golden brown coat and leafy green eyes she could have tried to blend into her surroundings, but full camouflage was beyond her, and she would likely look more foolish than anything else, standing there pretending she hadn't been seen. She had been spotted by the other female, and there was no pretending she hadn't.
The pale female spoke – a single word, from which it was difficult to discern tone, although the word itself was one Irelyn knew to be a friendly opener. “Hello,” she responded in kind, giving a slight dip her of broad muzzle as a smile ghosted across her face. One rusty paw lifted to dangle a couple of inches from the ground in uncertainty.
Ire could either take the plunge and try to strike up a conversation or she could leave the greeting at that and walk on by. Something, some inner yearning for companionship, convinced her to do the former. She took a step forward, tail swaying slightly, and swallowed. “Nice day for it.” Mentally, Ire kicked herself. A nice day for what, exactly – to make awkward conversation?
The pale female spoke – a single word, from which it was difficult to discern tone, although the word itself was one Irelyn knew to be a friendly opener. “Hello,” she responded in kind, giving a slight dip her of broad muzzle as a smile ghosted across her face. One rusty paw lifted to dangle a couple of inches from the ground in uncertainty.
Ire could either take the plunge and try to strike up a conversation or she could leave the greeting at that and walk on by. Something, some inner yearning for companionship, convinced her to do the former. She took a step forward, tail swaying slightly, and swallowed. “Nice day for it.” Mentally, Ire kicked herself. A nice day for what, exactly – to make awkward conversation?