Hideaway Strath What if what you do to survive

Poor baby :'( I'm excited!!

The other seemed to have quite the reaction to her appearance. The female look in his reaction with curiosity on her mind. At first she thought that the male reacted to her scars or her ghostly appearance. However, the way he reacted was almost like an over reaction. She was reminded of one that was seeing a ghost. She halted in her approach, not wanting to startle him too much. He cursed, but she wasn't offended or shocked by that.

He was staring at her. Arlette had to shyly look away for a brief moment. "I had a feeling that was be the case. I'm Arlette. Nice to meet you, Adlartok," she greeted with a dip of a head. She wondered if he might have known her uncle, she looked like him, she knew that. Or perhaps he knew her grandmother? She gave him another glance, she wasn't sure if he was old enough for that.

"You might have met someone of my family, perhaps? Apparently the white coat with red eyes appears at times in our bloodline," she offered, her tone still friendly. Though when she mentioned her family her eyes turned a little distant and sad. "My uncle Xan, perhaps? Although, my mother said I exactly look like my grandmother Scarlett, hence my name is Arlette." Maybe she was silly, and there were more wolves like her, and she made assumptions.