Unknown Blood

The dark woman trudged onward toward where she could hear the waters of the sea crash into various rocks, making smaller rocks crumble from beneath crashing waves. She had wondered where the hell her brother had run off to, but, for right now, she didn't give a damn. Her light green eyes looked downward, seeing that the Cliffside would be quite a drop if one were to fall, plummeting to their deaths in fact. However, that was when she had caught an unfamiliar scent, one of no importance to her, but she was curious for who would be staying here for a while.

She walked onward a bit more before spotting the wolf before her. He was of smaller stature and looked to be lighter as well. She gave a small chuckle, "This will be fun," she thought, sitting down in front of him.

"Why would you be staying here? You know if you make one wrong slip you could fall and hurt yourself, or worse," she explained, looking outward to where she could hear the birds call out their annoying, high-pitched squawking, but she was only interested in this wolf at the moment.