Blackfoot Forest may the light guide me

the other would say nothing, though they also paused their approach. she could see in her mind's eye - pure imagination - the other standing there. waiting for something to happen that she was also doing. and seeing as they did nothing else, it was up to her to do that something. Heloise would twist her neck to meet the face of the stranger. slowly, her body moved with her to stand before him. she regarded him, finding no hostility in his stance. so why did he approach her so boldly?

"well met" the ivory beast would reply quietly, her tune would reach his ears hopefully. it was not so quiet to whisper. merely deafened for the dark atmosphere. his own pale coat was void of any markings and she could make out brilliant evergreen eyes. though he also spotted scarring here and there. most notably on his chest wherein, hers was on her muzzle. Heloise did not know what he wanted so she pressed gently; "may I help you, sir?"