Stavanger Bay Everyone knows how to fish...right?

Don't mind me while I casually rise from my grave XD

It would appear that Lunaria caught herself staring at the unique-looking stranger for longer than was expected, because only when the sire turned around to face the she-wolf was when Luna gained back a sense of self-awareness. The fae's large eyes widened and her ears fell flat on her dark crown while she stared back into strikingly yellow eyes. 'Uh oh...' she thought to herself 'That wasn't very polite of me...'

"Oops, uhhhh...force of habit I guess?" Lunaria jested with a lighthearted yet awkward chuckle, turning herself around from the boulder she'd been walking towards to then saunter towards him. Her moonstone eyes were bright with a child-like curiosity. "I do hope you'll forgive me, I've just never seen another wolf with a tail such as yours." Now that she realized it, his scent was a bit different as well. He smelled like a wolf, but combined with something else that she couldn't put her finger on. Perhaps, the male had the scent of recently hunted prey lingering on him? She wasn't really sure to be honest...