Bramblepoint unreal world

A clicking noise got her attention. Turning part way around, her amber like eyes found that of seaglass. An inquisitive girl around her age. She recognized her by the extra scent often around Ponyboy and by the rare flashes of fur seen in Brecheliant.

She had been wanting to meet Anathema. But now? She wasn't so sure. Not that she had lost interest, but because of the timing. Bronte was going through a turbulent phase of her life right now. Every day was a struggle to cope with the loss of Bronco.

With a loose swish of her tail, she invited the other closer. Tried for a small smile, but failed miserably. "Was wondering when we would get to meet." She spat out the thorn between her teeth, cringing at the memory of it in her skin. The underlying sadness in her eyes was ever present. "Careful. Seems to be a lot of those buggers up this way."