anyone is welcome, Aniu just arrived in Teekon Wilds :) I'm thinking she's somewhere between Two Rivers Isle and Shadewood, maybe on one of the rivers surround TRI?
Beneath the shady forest of the canopy came the form of one of many wolves that inhabited these lands. This one was a newcomer here, half of a useless ear falling to the side limply giving her a rakish look. Every now and then her head twisted, a single hazel eye working to take in all at once while a cloudy one remained unfocused and pointed forwards.
The thick canopy overhead provided relief that Aniu was grateful for, the July day had left her panting in heat. She hadn't stopped to think twice before enetering the shelter of the forest, finding herself slinking amongst the foliage quietly. Distantly she could smell others though it didn't seem as if any other canids had passed through this particular area recently.
Pausing at the sight of a river, wide and not one that Aniu particularly wanted to cross, the agouti female came to a halt and lowered her muzzle to the water. Drinking in thick gulps of the cool liquid, Aniu found her thirst quenched and began to ponder where she would go in this land.
The breeze shifted, bringing with it the scent of another not unlike herself: alone. Aniu turned towards the other female, good ear perking to catch her words though they shook with nerves. Perhaps this stranger was frightened of her appearance, Aniu was not beautiful for a wolf; not anymore. She kept her working eye locked onto the other agouti wolf, wary of attack.
This stranger was similar in coat, albeit slightly darker. Aniu sized her up with a glance, watching for any weakness she could use to her advantage if things became physical. This female didn't seem like the type to attack in a volatile manner but one could never be sure with strangers of a new land.
"Hello," Aniu finally spoke, a slight rasp to her words for she had not spoken since Layla's death. "Who are you?"
As the female looked at her, Keziah noticed the clouded silver in one of her eyes. She may have been a beautiful wolf, were it not for this unsettling imperfection. The brown wolfess felt pity for her. She had displayed no aggression, but simply returned the greeting and asked for her name, speaking in a voice that had a slight rasp to it. Either that was the way she talked, or she had not spoken in some time. It was all very curious.
I'm Keziah, she said, turning, lowering her maw to the water, and drinking for a long while, her tongue lapping delicious mouthfuls of water down into her throat. When she had finished, she raised her head, droplets of water dripping from her lips until she swiped her muzzle clean.
Who're you? And where are you from? she asked, rather bluntly. Under different circumstances, Keziah may have been less forward. But she had been a lone wolf for too long, and it was not a life that she cherished in any way. All she could think of was finding Laika, and joining her in whatever pack she had ended up in. Weeks of wandering around, unable to find a decent meal, had taken its toll upon her, and she was thin and weak. Perhaps this woman with the strange eye could provide her with some useful information.