Sweet Talker

The light colored female looked up when a dark wolf appeared at first she thought it was Sen who came to bother her with her bath. Yet, she realized really soon that this was not Sen. This was a strong black male that scented heavily of some pack. She lightly frowned as the scent was familiar to her in a way. How could this be? Maybe after a conversation she would know where this wolf was from. He didn't smell like any of the packs close to these lands.

Her red eyes kept his gaze, but not in a dominant way. Her white ears popped up in curiosity, directed towards the stranger. Scarlett had a very open posture. She always liked a chat with friendly strangers. Though seeing him lick his jaws made her feel a bit like a prey than someone who he was going to have a conversation with. Her ears fell back in her insecurity. Yet, they immediately popped back up when the male greeted her with 'White beauty'.

The skin under her fur heated up, and her red eyes fell down shyly. "Oh hello!," she greeted, lifting one front paw as she stood. "The name is Scarlett," she introduced, battering her red eyes up at the male. The male seemed okay. Her muscles relaxed a bit as she studied him. "Which pack are you from?," she asked.