oops I did it again
Zoey & Theory
ooc. post-dating this because I dragged ass on replying to their meeting thread RIP let's call it... mid Spring? for this one sorry The swim from the island back to mainland was a bit longer than it had been the first time around, this time he was deeply aware of the young girl tagging along for the trip. Her legs were quite a bit shorter, and so she took a bit longer to cover the same distance that he did in just a few strides with those long legs of his. By the time the steady rushing of the rapids began to make itself known up ahead, the sun was nearly hidden by the horizon. It didn't bother him much, but he knew that it was now imperative that he get Zoey into the pack, and settled down in a warm bed for the night. She'd been sleeping on her own in strange places for far too long, and she deserved to rest her little head somewhere safe, finally. "We're just gonna have a seat here, and wait for Theory to get here. She's a very kind headmistress, I'm sure you'll love her." he assured the cinnamon furred youngster, shooting her a small smile. Without any further ado, he tipped back his skull and let loose a sonorous howl for the leggy leader of Abaven. He'd chosen to wait a little ways from the actual border, as the rapids were liable to drown out anything that anyone had to say during this first meeting otherwise. "I'm sure you're excited to have your own bed again, aren't you?" he asked with a good-natured chuckle, the corners of his glowing eyes crinkling lightly as he did. |
Swimming from the island of strange items back to the mainland was tiring, and she didn’t register her exhaustion until she could barely walk to the edge of the scent border wih her new friend. This young man had been kind enough to get to know her, and take her back to a place with this Theory person. They sounded a bit scary, bit he assured her she was a nice person at the same time. Still, she could only take in so much at the moment - paddling for miles through chilled waters and then walking a while after left her downy legs feeling heavy as lead poles, her goggles now feeling too tight against her face as she rubbed the still-wet straps with a soft grunt in discomfort. They were comfortable otherwise, but not for a sleepy, tired, and somewhat traumatized child. When they finally sat down, she plunked down gratefully, her tiny ears flicking towards the brute as he mentioned how pleasant headmistress Theory was. She glanced up with her goggled eyes, her exhaustion clear in her dulled gaze. Still, they sparkled with endless curiosity as she softly said, "What’s a headmistress?" No doubt it was an important title, nonetheless. It was then the boy let out a long howl, melodious and strong all the same. Zoey watched him with childlike awe - she had tried to howl with her parents way back when, but it was more of a squeak then. She could only imagine what she’d sound like now, but she was a tad too drained to attempt it at the moment. Still, as the man inquired that she’d be happy to have her own bed, it seemed to perk her up a bit, a wide smile stretching her lips as she squeaked, "Yeah! And I can have a place to keep, um, bugs and cool plants and stuff!" She had plans to decorate her new place, it’d been far too long since she’d had her own den to call home. She waited for the leader to show up, her head sagging from sleepiness but her little tail still shuffling on the earth in a happy wag. ”Speech” ‘Think’ |
"Solo," she greeted warmly, then dipped her head to address the small girl: "And hello, my name is Theory. What brings you two to the border?" By the end of it, she'd raised her head again to speak directly to Solo. "Although I can hazard a guess." As she spoke, a plan began to form in her head. Yes, it's about time. He's earnest and committed. There's no better fit for the role. But first - this had to play out. Theory sat down, her short tail twitching expectantly as she regarded them both.