Hideaway Strath Call of the wild

Her eyes fell upon the handsome grandmaster as he made haste toward her, so much sooner then she had expected. Without a second thought her head tilted to accept his gesture as he greeted her in such a familiar way it felt natural. The deep masculine hum of his voice making her ears move toward it’s source in order to pick up every syllable uttered from his throat.

Hers, he was hers again at least for this brief moment, as her eyes cast about looking for any others whom might be near by, though she saw none in the immediate area that did not mean they were not close by.

A troubled smile hinted at her lips for a brief moment, He got right to the point didn’t he. She liked that about him, others liked to dither, to make social niceties, it was so much easier to forgo those idiocies. And so she to got right to the point “I am planning to range outside of the pack territory, I have no plans for how far, nor for how long it will be,” Her white blue orbs flicked to his she hadn’t told him she was definitely going to just that it was her plan, here was the moment he could deny her keep her here, or at least, he could try. Her heart thumped a little more strongly for a few beats before settling like her resolve just had.

She waited for his response, she didn’t need to explain her reasons though it was well within his rights to ask, and she would elaborate if she had to but why waste words that were not necessary, that was not a habit of hers.