life in the creek was boring, for lack of a better word. aside from the small commotion at the borders... to which she was still intrigued by the regal stranger, hoping to properly introduce herself once her highness was settled.
for now though, the black shuck finds herself amongst the borders once more; though closer this time, her form blended against the darkness as a cryptid.
she wasn't patrolling nor marking, she was just simply existing as the earth permitted her to do so. sneaking away under the blanketting of a starlit sky was just the thing she needed most of the time, to clear her head, to be away from the chaos and constant smell of sex in the air-- not that she minded the latter, but the overpowering smell of multiple bitches in heat wasn't one she was particularly interested in smelling all times of the day.
with that, she prowled. her senses vigilant. sharp. although she was alone in the dark she would not be made easy prey for those who wished so. moving one paw gently in front of the other, her steps dainty, quiet. not to draw attention to herself, velvet kept her stance low and guard high. holding purpose in her steps she finds herself across a peculiar sight; there is another here, and their scent is one she cannot recognize (and being who she is, she shrugs it off, of course). a sihlouette is all she can make out, and it's lumbering: kneeled over a half-frozen lake, her interest piqued, the fae drew herself quietly closer until she's right by his side. a mocha colored man, gaze a similar sparkle as her own and much larger than herself. wordlessly, she takes a seat next to him, observing.
everything from that point forward seemed to happen so fast, to her. the coffee-colored man who had been so focused on his fishing didn't even seem to notice as the fae ended up so close to him. she observed carefully, her gaze fixated on the half-frozen over lake in front of them as he-- less than gracefully, to say the least-- plunged his muzzle inside to snap at the aquarian he focused. with alabaster fangs secured, and a mighty turn of his neck, he moves to pull it out before smacking his face with her own in a display of blissful unawareness.
velvet jumps back as she's hit-- not necessarily out of defense but moreso shock. she shakes her fur out soon after, moving her crown slightly upwards to lock her glowing golden gaze with his own. the way the man talks is also less than graceful, to her, but that was something she could easily get over as she entertained him. velvet slithers up to him, cooing at him respectfully. ,,oh dear, you have my deepest apologies,'' the shuck circles around him slowly as she talks, swaying her feathered tail in each direction. ,,are you hurt?'' she finishes, occasionally brushing her tail against him as it sways.
with her circuit completed, he stepped back. fluffing her chest out subtly, velvet stood afront him; her paws slightly crossed over one another in her stance as the swaying of her tail came to a rest, letting it go limp behind her. she was reassured by him when he stated he wasn't looking for trouble, but she wasn't here to investigate why he was so close to the borders anyway-- she didn't really care why he was so close to the pack.
,,i'm not looking for trouble either,'' she hummed back at him whilst her ears attuned to the baritone voice he possessed.
once the words had came that he would be on his way, she noticed something peciluar in his tone. a hint of hesitance, it was, she sensed that this wolf didn't want to leave despite his apparent need to. with this, a smirk creased her muzzle ever so slightly as her chest fluffed out a tad more, perhaps she could entice him to keep her company for a while longer. ,,leaving so soon? stay a little longer so i can properly apologize for startling you so.'' she mused at him before letting her eyelids halfway down, giving him a dreamy look as her ears twitched.
fluttering her lashes, she drew closer-- closer-- yet closer. a sway in her step as her enticing posture sustains itself. looking like she had him in her claws grip, confident, sure of herself-- until something snaps inside the other. sense, perhaps? while she knows that would be best for him, to attend to whatever business he may have, she really can't help but want him for herself, to see how far she can go with a stranger once more. with a snap of his muzzle he spat out his sentence in his accent that was almost hard for her to understand.
upon hearing what he had to say, she cocks her head slightly and chuckles. ,,boyfriend?'' her voice moves up and down during the word, ,,no, no, no no no-- that type of relationship isn't for me.'' she muses at him before addressing that word. her favorite one, possibly; the word that allows her game to begin. ,,i can tell you my name when you get to know me better.'' words poured from her mouth smooth as silk, her body swishing.
the game had begun.
she circled around him, resting her muzzle on his shoulder. cooing in his ear whilst he voiced her concerns over his pack scent. to this, she gave nothing but a light scoff. she knew she wasn't planning on staying here permanately, she just needed somewhere to reside for the colder months that plagued the land: sweeping over the once green grasses, killing everything with it's frigid touch only to be reborn again as gales bless them. ,,they can't kick me out if i leave,'' her voice is quiet and although most would consider this a brash decision she had no connections with the pack in which the silver-and-black peppered male sucked her into. ,,i have no roots here. you can whisk me away to wherever you desire.'' the dreamy tone in her voice came to a fever pitch as she playfully nipped at his ear-- waiting.