Arrow Lake The Show Has Just Begun

At first, Sen had been far to busy doing absolutely nothing to realize another presence had appeared. She'd just been standing around, admiring the area and thinking of ways to act kinder towards other—or to at least pretend—but that was interrupted. Something pulled her gaze from the lake and sandy shore, dragging it over to the form of the new male. He just stood there, not seeming to hold any care, and hadn't said anything either. That was enough to get rid of the woman's idea of trying to be kinder, and she was brought back to her normal mindset and way of speaking. "Hey," she voiced. "What brings you here, cinnamon stick?" One of the lamest names she could come up with, but the wolf wanted to act fast and that seemed to pop right into her mind. What a cinnamon stick was, she'd hadn't the slightest idea, but it sounded as if it could fit him well. If it didn't, well, it's just be another mistake she'd never admit to. After all, Sen and mistakes never went together in her head.

Turning around completely so her back was no longer to the other lupine, she allowed a small smirk to form across her maw. She was probably just digging herself into a hole, but reforming her entire being no longer seemed appealing. Sen was, more or less, a creature of habit, and trying to change in the blink of an eye just wasn't going to cut it.