It's Not My Time

He took a step backward when she jumped at the sight of him. Had he scared her? She seemed pretty wrapped up in her thoughts. What could she be thinking about? He inhaled her perfume to get a better perception. She was from... Tortuga? He hadn't been around Tortugans much, so their scent wasn't very familiar to him. She sat back down, and he did the same, copying her movements. When she cocked her head he did the same, a tiny smile tugging at the corners of his lips. He had never seen another wolf besides his siblings with such vivid crimson coloring in their pelt. He liked it, especially on her. She was pretty. "Valkis. Who are you?" He hadn't spoke in a complete sentence in weeks. What about this dame made him want to speak? He didn't know.