Finding a niche
04-18-2015, 09:31 AM
The female's body lowered into the most satisfying stretch it had been treated to in several hours. Her eyes closed for a few seconds so that she could really revel in the feeling of stretching out overworked muscles. It was easy for Irelyn to underestimate the effect her pent-up tension and energy had on the workings of her body; her constant state of nervousness only added to the weight which felt like a yoke around her neck.
As Irelyn returned to her full height and her eyes cracked open, she spotted the wolf standing silhouetted in the cave's mouth. Crushing the surprise which leapt up in her chest before it could show in her face, the brassy figure gave the smallest of shrugs. “It's no intrusion.” Irelyn sidestepped so that the triumphantly bright noon sun wasn't directly in her eyes.
The smaller wolf could see the earthen colours making up the male's coat now, the heavy build and windswept look which seemed to offer a roguish quality. A crooked smile flashed across her face at the mention of herbs and she took a step forward. “Anything in particular you're after? I'm no expert on these lands but I know where some herbs like to grow.” Ire would have quite liked to track down some lavender for her own use, and she asked partly in the hope that the stranger might trade her some knowledge of the area's bounty in exchange for a second pair of eyes who were familiar with the shapes and smells of herbs.
As Irelyn returned to her full height and her eyes cracked open, she spotted the wolf standing silhouetted in the cave's mouth. Crushing the surprise which leapt up in her chest before it could show in her face, the brassy figure gave the smallest of shrugs. “It's no intrusion.” Irelyn sidestepped so that the triumphantly bright noon sun wasn't directly in her eyes.
The smaller wolf could see the earthen colours making up the male's coat now, the heavy build and windswept look which seemed to offer a roguish quality. A crooked smile flashed across her face at the mention of herbs and she took a step forward. “Anything in particular you're after? I'm no expert on these lands but I know where some herbs like to grow.” Ire would have quite liked to track down some lavender for her own use, and she asked partly in the hope that the stranger might trade her some knowledge of the area's bounty in exchange for a second pair of eyes who were familiar with the shapes and smells of herbs.