Blacktail Deer Plateau hey young blood

In the past Eu hadn't had many encounters with the opposite sex, nor had they truly interested her. Roles came before any sort of intimacy, and even after gaining her's they had never occurred to her as anything other than friends. And so she had no previous relationships to steer her away from the male. The woman considered it to be simply healthy interest, curiosity towards a foreigner. Probability had rolled the dice, and decided that he would be one to approach her. Now the doggishly patterned fem wanted to investigate the output of this dice roll of fate.

Bacchus had always been a gruff man, even harsh at times. But the platinum 'look-alike' seemed different, brighter in a way. Yet there was something that reminded her of her father in the stranger, a trait that she could not seem to put her paw on. Whatever it was brought her back to times of youth, moments before she truly discovered the pain of life. They were gone now, yet her heart ached every time the lass drifted into a reverie. There was no way to find them, or so many had said. Perhaps they had traveled further up north, and if their tracks would likely have disappeared.

Another scent wafted into her sensitive charcoal nostrils, less familiar yet fresh in her mind. Alert ears rose to full height, searching. Rising to her paws, she turned and scanned the landscape behind her. A faint figurine, outlined in precious metal, caught her eye. "Is that you?" The young fea's inquisitive voice rang out, vibrant orbs sparkling. So it seemed she wouldn't have to go searching for him later, as long as there were not two look-alikes in the pack than the figure would likely reveal that it was the foreigner who had greeted her near their borderlands. Him.