Breath in the Fresh Scent of Snow

“Hm, never thought of doing that,” Sen commented in regards to her reasoning for learning the border before anything else. “To me, it's best to just jump in head first and hope no one tears off your ear in the process.” She flashed a toothy grin as she said the last part, finding her own words to hold some humor to them. It had been clear from birth that the obsidian color wolf was not to be an overly social one, and it showed in how she dealt with others as an adult. Sarcastic, rude at times, more than often cocky. Still, though, working her way into the territory had never crossed her mind. She'd just jumped right in, stuck around for a bit, then went out to explore the Wilds. Every so often she would come back, and each time she had new experiences to share with no one.

Then, 'Patches' surprised her enough to send her grin away. The female had actually offered to join the arrogant woman on one of her journeys away, and she didn't know how to respond at first. It was anew thing—a new experience. Oh, how Sen liked the idea of new things. Such a thought made her regain her composure as quick as it had gone, and plastered a new grin across her face. “If you think you'll be up for it sometime, then feel free to join me whenever,” she answered, a bit of excitement showing in her amber orbs. Excitement for something new to happen, for someone to eventually join her on one of her adventures out of the land they called home.