i'll go so high my f e e t won't touch the ground

*Sheylie* · 04-07-2013, 04:33 PM

The wolf that appeared was an interesting creature, a large black wolf with . . . Here her thoughts came to a halt as she took in his eyes, head tilting slightly to the side. They were milky, as if he were blind. Ah. Though it wouldn't do to draw attention to it (that would be impolite), Sheylie would try to be careful around him and not do anything that could irritate him. Like stare or anything. Tail twitching slightly, the female was startled when the wolf began to speak.

The barrage of words rushed over her head and Sheylie smiled slightly, amused by the talkative nature of this other wolf. "My name is Sheylie. Just Sheylie." She paused, ears twitching slightly as she took a deep breath of the male's scent. It seemed that he was a loner; he didn't smell of any pack. "What kind of game? The female asked a moment later, tilting her head slightly. Sky blue eyes swept the area as she stretched slightly, loosening her muscles in preparation for a game of . . . well, something.

This would be nice, she figured. A break, a good way to release some tension from her mind. And this wolf seemed interesting enough. So, with a friendly smile that the wolf probably could not see on her features, Sheylie cocked her head in Roman's direction, head tilted slightly and ears pricked towards him, ready to see what he would do.

"Talking!"

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