Hoshor Plains We’re All Here For A Little Fun

As Auriel waits for the stranger to arrive, she looks out upon the rolling plains, watching as the breeze stirred up the grass and small animals came to life in the darkness. The wind carried to her the same scent of the stranger, getting closer by every second. She welcomed it. 

As the male came over the rise towards her rock she drew in a surprised breath. Being at two and a half feet tall at the shoulder it wasn't often she met someone bigger then her, but this striped tiger of a wolf was very tall. She'd be lying if she said it was not daunting. His markings are beautiful, and although he has a handsome face his strange curled tail amuses her.

"Evening." the she-wolf's voice is smooth as silk, her blue eyes turning silver as the sky began to darken into the rich black of night. This was the first striped wolf she had met, his fur was wonderful. "I have a question for you, if you'll allow me." Auriel had an accent that came from somewhere far away, across the sea, she turned her head back to the long grasses. Her tail wagged gently, welcoming the male to stay as long as he wanted. "What is this land called? It's so beautiful, so untouched. I wish to stay a while."