Otatso Wetlands i love you, it's all i do

taken back, aria's gaze shot up quickly to view a wolf the complete opposite of her. a male, dark as night with a pair of eyes that reminded her of dandelions. she blinked, surprised and quite embarrassed to have had anyone seen her like this. and then, with a weak smile, aria sighed. "turtles do not make very good bridges," she told him, joking, but also quite serious. 

"i'm aria-- from swiftcurrent creek-- usually not so unkept, i swear," she added, trying to lighten her own mood. she straightened up a bit, rolling her shoulders, trying to look less defeated. life wasn't that bad, worse things could be happening, she supposed.