Hoshor Plains as i sit and watch the snow falling down, i don't miss you at all

Anwara's thoughts would drift back and forth, like the sea's current (though she'd never actually seen the sea), but she never lingered on something for longer than she should. The red coywolf was not one to procrastinate, and her head would focus primarily on the present - and presently, there was a sleek black figure drifting over the thin lacing of snow unknowingly toward her; man, this was so weird. All three of the guys she'd met here had been... well, guys, and all of them had fur of charcoal - maybe the occasional dusting of grey, but ultimately... black fur. Curious.

They contrasted well with her own coat, the fiery hues of red and orange that dazzled in the sun's beams of light like scorching flames. Her eyes were a vivid yellow, and they swept over the distant figure with mild curiousity. Hopefully he wouldn't be annoying. She'd already dealt with enough annoying things for the rest of her life, quite frankly; no offense to those she'd encountered before this stranger.

"Hey! Dude!" The girl called out, paws swiftly hurrying so the weird-shaped man didn't pass by without noticing her... if that was even possible.