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LF a young female around Theo's age to be a potential love interest/future mate! AW though sapphique or redtail rise are preferred! a love interest must be of breeding age before next june, so they could have pups. if after a couple days no one joins to be a love interest, AW to any rp (:

Theo was walking by the sound, contemplating his thoughts and life. He missed his brother, and while he loved his sister and the rest of his family dearly, he had a special bond with Eti that would never be able to be replaced and it has been so long since he last saw him. Theo sat there, looking into the water, feeling alone.
the sea had long been familiar. it was only fitting that el would keep to its side, following it diligently, obediently. 

it was the only friend she had known for some time. 

the thought had come to her before, to leave it behind. it was a tempting one. and yet, to imagine it was to be gripped with fear.

the season had once more turned cold, even more so here in the north, the salt a cold sting as it blew in from the ocean. 

she might've looked a wild thing as the she-dog came upon him -- he a dark blur of wolf against the grey of the surf and sand that slowly came into focus. crusted with frozen seasalt, sand clinging to her knees.

elspeth did not call out nor did she draw near. many of his kind did not care for hers. 

the girl watched from a safe distance, chocolate nose quivering as her freckled muzzle lifted to the air -- breathing in his scent and noting the smell of others on his pelt. careful eyes flickered along his frame, head tilting curiously as the man's shoulders heaved in sadness.
The scent of the she dog quickly hit his nose. Theo turned his head quickly and saw her. He couldn’t tell much about her as he was not familiar with dogs, other than the fact that she was really quite small, and her pelt was golden like his mane. He didn’t know what kind of dog she was and couldn’t tell her age. She didn’t say anything to him but her eyes were on him. So he trained his eyes on her and gave her his best impression at a welcoming nod. “i’m not going to hurt you” he said, noting on the fact that she seemed tense and he figured it was probably because he was a wolf and she was a dog.
the he-wolf's head swiveled towards the blonde, jadestone meeting amber as his gaze locked on her. 

elspeth's ears fluttered uncertainly, half lifting to catch the premise of safety he offered. half unwilling to raise from their place against her skull. 

ór-choirce dipped her head, keeping her eyes on the male, canting it aside just so. a nervous tic, instinctively turning the scarred side of her face from his sight.

seconds crawled along the sand between them. little crab soldiers that ticked tocked away, scuttling into the sea. anticipation blew in on the mist of the breaking waves. 

the canid considered whether he was telling the truth.

"what..doing..?" the rasp of her voice finally came, a weak wisp of smoke from her throat. a grimace graced her lips, half embarrassed and half pained by the words her lips could no longer properly shape.

it had been too long since she'd last spoken. and her people were not known for their eloquent speech anyhow; the urchadainns had always been half feral. 

this was clear to see in the wildling, despite her best attempts at civility.