A change in scenery
Large paws brought the brawny form forward, brow furrowed in disgust as the soft coast-land mushed between their pads. He didn't fit well in this land, it felt too... gentle. Ichoth was anything but at ease. The slate male moved to ascend a small nearby slope, barely letting tongue slip from mouth in a pant. He wasn't certain why on earth he'd come out this way, but he needed to find somewhere else to settle. Setting his jaw in a grimace, the large male let himself drop down and placed his head on his paws. He hated to admit it, but he missed home. Gently chiseled ears leaned forward, catching the far-off sounds of other nomads who had wandered here. A scoff parted rusted lips, hopefully none would be foolish enough to approach him. He didn't want nor need friends.
It is unusual for the carmine beauty to leave the deep confines of the den she shares with her paramour, but today she is on a special mission- she is looking for something rare she cannot find within the soulless forest. Fish. Ody hasn't gotten the opportunity to try fish yet, and so the nymph figures it would be a good idea to introduce him to the succulent treat. The coastline in the southern region of Alacritis only had a few good fishing spots, and she knew that within the sea's plain was a shallow area where she could hunt easily. It's not too far from the soulless forest either, so she can bring her catch back fairly fresh for Ody to enjoy.
Ebony dipped paws beat against the sandy shore as she make a direct b line toward the waters edge, Marco, her wolverine companion, falling in step behind his master. The silent duo is unaware of the presence of another canine for the time being, their senses set on the enticing smell the ocean's dancing waves leak into the air. She enjoyed coming to the beach, there were so many opportunities here that the misty forest she lived in could not deliver.
ooc- I figure your character can see her and her companion walking along the shore a short distance away.
"Speech"
'thoughts'
"Ma'am!" Long legs carried him down the slope towards her, gaze still fixed on her luminous pelt. "There's... there's something following you." He didn't care about the creature, really, he was simply taking advantage of it's stalking to get to see her odd coloring close up.
The blood-colored babe is just about to reach the waters edge when the symphony of heavy paws crashing against the earth infiltrates her senses, and instantly her body turns itself to face the intruder. To her suprise it is a male, his large form bounding down the slope of a hill and directly aligned in her direction. Was he.. approaching her or something? After a few more seconds of watching him bound toward her, it is obvious that he is approaching her. Her pelt bristles, the fur along her nape and spine standing straight up like a porcupines spikes. Marco, the black wolverine at her side, lifts his lips in a threataning snarl. If this man wanted a fight, he would get one... But when he stops a few yards away from her, and instead makes a comment about Marco, she is surprised. A humorless bark seeps from slackened jaws, the right corner of her lips creasing slightly to morph into a smirk. Hasn't he ever seen a companion before? "If he didn't follow me, he would be in hell's cross-hairs." She responds sarcastically, the tip of her tail flicking behind her feminine curves (hips). "Who are you, and what do you want." She does not have time to make friends, nor does she have the desire to do so. Her volcanic orbs narrow to glare at the male, her mind pondering his true intentions. Speech |
Ichoth's jaw tightened and he lifted his head, arching his neck to look down on the weird creature and then back at her. "I am Ichoth, and I don't come from here." Tone grew gruff. "I have not seen a canine who makes a slave of their prey, nor one of your odd coloring." Paws stamped uncomfortably at the ground. Damnit, I've approached too eagerly and made a fool of myself. He stood in silence for a moment, contemplating his next move. "You wolves are different." He conceded quietly. Unfortunately, it seemed he had resort to honestly. "I figure it'd be best for me to learn as much as I can about your unusual ways so I can best survive here." There, that wasn't too pathetic, was it?