Aero’s form stiffens when she sees the hairs on the back of this massive wolf’s back bristle and rise. She clenches her teeth against the rabbit till held within her jaws and she eyes him warily. The stranger wolf already has a sort of ominous aura that tinges on the edge of anger, it makes her just that much more cautious.
As this skull-faced wolf turns towards her she meets a pair of eyes the color of a deep crimson. They’re full of fire; full of intelligence, and possibly something else she can’t quite put her paw on. Though when his demeanor does a complete 180 she notes to herself that he definitely could be up to no good. Then as she thinks she might be able to skim by, the loveliest words come from his mouth; most suspicious indeed.
She keeps her posture headstrong and confident as he approaches. Her golden eyes half mast and she cocks a brow at him as she sees him eyeing her down. Though she assumes he’s more after what she’s got in her jaws more than anything. She loves playing games.
Amita drops the rabbit and lazily steps over it; sure to keep her motions fluid and confident. Furred tail swishing from side to side, a sly smirk settles on her muzzle.
“It seems I’ve only had better luck. I’m sure you’ve got the skill to hunt a bear though.” She jokes smoothly, turning her body a little more sideways to show that she was purposely standing between him and her food.
Amita paces back and forth, starry eyes never leaving his massive form. She’s not opposed to sharing but she likes to see how he’d go about the situation. She wants to see what kind of wolf he really is. Sure he seems genuine but there’s something else to it. She thinks offhandedly.
Gazing up to those blood red eyes of his she smirks up to him, lifting her tail slightly and swishing it a few more times. “What brings you around these parts?”
As this skull-faced wolf turns towards her she meets a pair of eyes the color of a deep crimson. They’re full of fire; full of intelligence, and possibly something else she can’t quite put her paw on. Though when his demeanor does a complete 180 she notes to herself that he definitely could be up to no good. Then as she thinks she might be able to skim by, the loveliest words come from his mouth; most suspicious indeed.
She keeps her posture headstrong and confident as he approaches. Her golden eyes half mast and she cocks a brow at him as she sees him eyeing her down. Though she assumes he’s more after what she’s got in her jaws more than anything. She loves playing games.
Amita drops the rabbit and lazily steps over it; sure to keep her motions fluid and confident. Furred tail swishing from side to side, a sly smirk settles on her muzzle.
“It seems I’ve only had better luck. I’m sure you’ve got the skill to hunt a bear though.” She jokes smoothly, turning her body a little more sideways to show that she was purposely standing between him and her food.
Amita paces back and forth, starry eyes never leaving his massive form. She’s not opposed to sharing but she likes to see how he’d go about the situation. She wants to see what kind of wolf he really is. Sure he seems genuine but there’s something else to it. She thinks offhandedly.
Gazing up to those blood red eyes of his she smirks up to him, lifting her tail slightly and swishing it a few more times. “What brings you around these parts?”
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RE: sail - by Aero - November 23, 2019, 02:44 AM