Otter Creek Death is sweet

@Siarut

The female had lost her sister once more and found herself wandering the landscape without purpose. Did her life truly have no meaning? So many thoughts ran through her head as she walked along the creek. The female strutted into the water in an effort to get clean

hello!!!!!

He was in a particularily grumpy mood, and had been for awhile. His sister, his beautiful, beloved sister was pregnant. He had yet to decide his feelings on the matter, but one thing was for sure she wasn't going to do it alone. While he might not agree with her decision, he wouldn't leave her alone. Literally. He had stayed with Shivali as much as he could. Other than a few excursions to see Ceara for which he had been gone a few days.

This trip though wasn't to see the beautiful woman, it was to get his sister something fresh to eat. That was until he saw the brunette woman bathing in the river. He stood where he was waiting for the woman to take notice, his green gaze analyzing her presence.

Hey! Greek is in italics.

Just as she was in the water she heard something. Her ears pricked up and towards the disturbance and her eyes fell upon a white male. "May I help you?" She asked not trying to sound rude and did not know if he spoke her language.

The woman noticed him rather quickly, and a strange tongue fell from her lips. He wasn't sure what she asked, and quite frankly it wasn't super important. "What are you doing here?" He replied in the common tongue, as was polite. Siarut wasn't rude enough to use his native language. 

He wasn't upset that she was around, he just wanted to know what her intentions were. This was neutral territory, it was just a little close to Blackfeather, especially with pups, both born and unborn. Her demeanor wasn't one of agression, and so he claimed a neutral stance.