Good day to you, too, sir,she returned the greeting, her feathery tail sweeping against the ground as she turned to face him properly.
Another wanderer, she assumed—one much like herself. Having all familiarity ousted from their grasp, somehow ending up here, as though summoned by an unforeseen force.
I'm afraid I know very little about these lands,she spoke with an apologetic tinge to her quiet lilt.
I've been trying to learn more of it, myself—yet, it appears that these forests hold their secrets close.Her head rose towards the canopy, where the leaves were susurrating overhead.
The she-wolf's haunches lowered and settled against the frost-laden undergrowth. All of the wolves she'd met thus far (which was only 3, including herself) had all arrived under the same circumstances—rather, the lack thereof. Life had been normal until that strange day, when the currents swept her from her slumber before heaving her onto the shore.
I'd been told that the lands harbor secrets,she continued, partially to herself.
I want to discover them.She gingerly laid a paw over her collection, inwardly identifying each species for the nth time.
All events involving Siru occur on a strictly organic basis unless discussed OOC and mutually agreed upon.
