Lost with no where to go
Arivae had some large ears that could pick up the quickening of a heartbeat. So when she heard the male emit the slow growl, she emitted a quiet whine, crouching down onto her belly and laying her chin over her paws. From there she stared up at him, sometimes looking away to point out that she was no threat, and she was completely submissive. But it seemed she had made him drop the herbs he was carrying. The girl was about to help, but when he got closer, she flattened herself like a frightened rabbit and continued to gaze up at the dark male. He looked like he was about to speak, but was cut off by another voice. One that was all but familiar to her.
Something about herbs, which she knew nothing of. Apparently he was looking for something called yarrow? Arivae wrinkled her nose back and slowly moved to her haunches, gazing over the grumpy man and offering a kind smile toward the other stranger. Maybe he wasn't as intimidating as this guy was? He certainly didn't look like it. In fact, she would go as far as to call him handsome. Because, she wasn't going to lie, he was. Tiburtius was prettier though.
The dark male in which had frightened her earlier reacted to the other boy in a snappy, rude voice. Which she thought was completely unnecessary. What had he done to deserve that? Arivae was tempted to let out a growl toward him, but her gut told her not to. This man was obviously pissed off. Instead she sat back down and swallowed the anger, slouching her shoulders and sighing. "As for you, what on earth could you have been doing to not have seen me?!" Oh no. Would she have to explain this to him? Arivae bit her lower lip and glanced over at the multicolored stranger before speaking. I was looking at the clouds. They are pretty this time of day. She said aloud, yawning slowly.