Wolf RPG

The sun was high in the sky, the snow was blisteringly white deeper inland, and the sand was bitterly cold on the beach. Winter was a bitch and a half to live through in these conditions, so Win thought as she tried to choose a spot to lay out of the wind but facing the sun but not in any shade.

Eventually, she settled atop one of the strange land lumps, slinging her breakfast up to join her. A rabbit who made a fatal error in escaping her teeth. She began to systematically rip into it, letting herself laze across the lump she rested against. Her hard emerald stare didn’t leave the rabbit she was demolishing piece by piece, but her ears roamed.

She would pull her head back after several minutes of eating to lick her chops, smearing blood even further up her face. A part of her wanted to go dunk her face in the ocean to get it off before it dried. Another laughed at that idea and told her to keep her face bloody.

Instead of doing either of those, she ducked her head low.

The mounds of this place were not like hills although they certainly made the terrain uneven. But there was an eerie feeling that persisted that she could not shake from her ruff that made Heph unsure whether to linger or flee. Normally she would head towards the source of her fear but the entire place just seemed to be uncanny to her, the ground itself too solid for its uneven surface like froth and bubbles on the waves. But she was curious and wandered and ranged the place until she all but stumbled upon someone else who had evidentially found a place to eat. "Good place for a kill," Her voice was high but even though nothing had changed from easy joking tone she usually adopted somehow the air felt like it carried it differently. Somehow the sight of a canine with a blood-soaked muzzle fit well with he feeling, but she was not sure she could settle down to eat. "but eating in this place just might have me losing my apptetite." There was enough of a self-deprecating laugh at the end to provide some indication she meant no offense but she kept the distance comfortable. Just like there was something off with these hills there was something off about this wolf too - perhaps not quite a wolf.

Win wasn’t much afraid of the area. Sure, it unsettled her, but that made it all the more exciting. What was life without being uncomfortable?

Boring, inane, and predictable. That’s what.

The wolf that ended up approaching her was uneasy, she could piece that together from the high pitch to her voice. There was the sound of an aggressive slurp as Win swallowed down the haunch she had been chewing at, green eyes never leaving the other woman.

She grinned after a moment, lazy and fat, like a house cat who had eaten the canary and the salmon set out for supper too.

I know, it’s weird. She drawled low, before her lips quirked up further into something resembling a smile.

Its great.

Heph grinned, she was already enjoying the back and forth and tension in this canine's words. There was cause enough to be wary, but there was only a self-satisfied confidence - the aggression merely coming from that. Laughing she let the surroundings carry the volley of the sound in its own particular way as she responded. "Those are two different words there my fair lady." Her eyes swept, faux appreciation over the face then the shoulders and down the back and to the haunches to the tail and the legs of the other canine. Marking her out, half for memory and practicality and the other half purely for show - not that she had lied exactly either. "Not that I have any problem putting two and two together." She gave an exaggerated wink, to drive home the insinuation. The wind and the uncanny landscape were beginning to feel more enticing with the company to match, a nice parity that had her leaning into the contradiction.

Letting the moment pass she added. "Heph by the way." An easy identification. She had never met anyone else who had gone by that name and she had no use for any more. Those who wished to find her and had her name and description had just about as much luck as if they had more and perhaps even needed a little less. But who had those things rarely concerned her.

Heah seemed a fun soul, getting past the whole “my lady” deal. Win licked at her mouth, trying to glean every scrap of meat from her screwball whiskers.

She caught her tongue on the way back in, letting it dangle between a canine and a molar as she stared for a moment too long, before speaking.

Oh, don’t hit me with that “my lady” shit. Formalities make me gag. Her tail stirred, curving up for just a moment.

I’m Win. What brings ya out here Heph?

Heph barked out a sharp laugh. Formality was an uncomfortable garment, but ripped and torn to fit it made a lovely adornment to conversation in her mind. She pressed, joking voice dipping in and out of valleys huffing around the laughter. "Alright beautiful, hmmm no?  sweetheart? fireheart?" Eventually the other wolf spoke her name and Heph considered. It might have been short for something, or perhaps that was what she went by after all. "Win. Well with a name like that I can't lose." Her tail ticked a bit at her own joke, curling up with her voice at the end of the words, eyes lightening.

But she switched gears and answered the question readily enough. There was nothing to hide and her tone was wide and easy rolling easily over the rises and falls of the terrain. "I was traveling with some friends, might finally be finding a place to settle down much as it pains me to say. What about you?" As much as she had thought she would never find a place to return to in the midst of her travels she knew that even change was subject to its own rules and Samani and Rodyn offered an enticing prospect she was unwilling to give up.

Win laughed at that, her head thrown back and the noise itself more of a witch’s cackle. When she’d left her home, she’d mad a promise to herself to hold nothing back, be it her laugh, or her insults. 

Oh it’s a good name. Kinda a win on my part to have it. She crossed her paws, leaning over like a sphinx. Self satisfied, in her own way.

Wandering. Dunno if I’ll settle anytime soon. They’d have to be a very special kind for her to stick around, leaning into her views. And she wasn’t sure she’d ever find that.

Heph grinned, this canine in front of her gave off an air of smugness that made the air around her bend a bit but she was good company and seemed, in some ways, a kindred spirit enough to clear the space between them enough for Heph react. Nodding her head in agreement she responded "Mmm the good life then?" There was a curl to the edges of her words that belied a simultaneous genuine belief as the whoosh of air softened towards laughter and sharpened towards derision at the irony heavy in the statement. Settling herself into a seated position her shoulders loosened into the movement. While she was still free to flee she was curious as to what this Win would say and wished to hear her response which would take at least the moment or two to justify the action.