Cerulean Cape 濡れた犬

Her icy blur gaze had traveled from the sands to what had been before her, ears twitching at the sound of pittering pawsteps. She was no longer alone -- something else to be thankful for. Yuki thought she'd bleed out on these sands without as much as an ear to lend towards.

He was a youthful boy -- a bit younger than her, from what she could tell from his face. Blue eyes a stark contrast to his shadowed form, all except for his lighter undersides. In greeting, she bowed her head lightly, but not before whipping the crimson substance that came from her mouth.

Can't say im entirely okay, but I just hope not too serious. she admitted. It had been a while since she spoke common tounge -- back home, most only spoke in the tounge father used. Hopefully she didn't sound too choppy. At least, not to this boy.

Yuki peered towards him and smiled -- at least, to the best of her abilities. Her chest still hurt whenever she breathed.

This your home?