Northstar Vale Grey, White, and Gold

Thanks for getting ze thread up. :D

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This seemed like a good spot to pick up a few more gophers, she had thought, prowling through the underbrush in search of the telltale holes around roots and rocks. She was probably too close to the water for them to be comfortable, though, as she could hear water moving just outside of her field of vision. A creek or something, probably. Eh. She wasn't all that hungry. A drink might be a better use of her time anyway.

Padding along, it was only moments before she broke through the brush to the creek's banks, her gaze sweeping downstream until she spotted someone else sitting by the water. For one fleeting moment she thought he was family, her heart jumping up into her throat before the wind shifted and his scent drifted her way. Myth relaxed. No. She hadn't been followed. If wolves' eyes were better, she would have known it almost instantly, but no, evolution had to go and dish out a helping of panic before reality became clear. It made things more interesting. Maybe.

Myth swallowed, calming herself before she moved forward to take a quick drink, eyes locked on the reasonably distant male as she did so. By the time she raised her head and dragged her tongue across her lips, she was reasonably back to herself. It was almost certain that he'd seen her, though, so she carefully walked his way, keeping her distance but at least getting within a range where she could talk. "Hey." Yup. She was totally the best conversation-starter. Totally.