[Adrianne] You there

[nima]

The night was slowly fading, the morning sun rising. The female was awake, though. Wide awake, to be precise. Her ears were alert for sound, listening as the deer snapped twigs and rustled about, unseen to the eye but heard by the ear. Her muscles tensed, her paws digging in the fur as she got up slowly, carefully. She could take in the scent of blood, of a young scent and a sickening smell besides that. A sick fawn was the inevitable answer as to what the scent was. A sick, newborn fawn. Her legs swiftly drifted her towards the scent, until she saw the fawn in the distance, its mother a distance off, feeding on fresh bark. Stalking slowly, she got close enough and then..

She went for it! She soared through the air, lannding close to the fawn but.. she had missed. The fawn was now alert and scared, and bleating for its mother. It was running wildly, turning every which way and then changing direction again. Then she went for it once more, leaping and this time..

Success. The blood dripped down her muzzle as she tasted the meat, licking her chops hungrily as she savored the taste. She was careful to avoid the bones, tearing into the meat. She did not care if there was another oen here. Her pink fur was light, her small butterfly wings folded neatly on her back. White underbelly was beginning to be stained in blood. Tail gave a slight twitch, wagging in delight after a few moments.

[adrian]

Adriane Tracy Madison trotted around the outskirts of the swamp. This was the place everyone knew about. Where wolves from a pack called the "Clan" run amok, terrorizing everyone else. Well, at least that was the exaggerated rumor.

Adriane was open-minded, and he'd only met one of them. And he'd seen hide nor hair of him since. Smelled him not, either. Which was a good thing. He was also the Philosopher of the Children, a pack that resided peacefully in Lumera Valley.

So he was sniffing around the boarders, checking it out. He hoped to meet one of these wolves face to face, ask about their pack, and maybe go back and talk to Reynard about it. After all, it was his job to advise, for lack of better term, the alpha not to do things that were overly rash.

It was there that he lay his eyes apon a stunning pink Sennyo. She was pretty. The metro side of Adriane came out as he took in her stunning fur. And she was...

Eating a carcass. The metro side of him wanted to cringe at the un-prettiness of it. But he was a wolf. It lured him in some way. Also, he was smart enough not to get too close. He took a step sideways, his metal bangles jingling slightly at the movement. Clearing his throat, he spoke, his voice a happy ring. "Hi! Are you a member of the Quesse-Anar Clan that's said to reside in this swamp?" He babbled. "I heard about them and wanted to come see. Do they all have pretty fur like you? Gosh!"

One may think Adriane was star-struck or infatuated with the pretty pink Sennyo. But oh no. Anyone who knew him would know that this was typical behavior for him. His flamboyant, bubbly personality was strange for sure. But not for him.

[nima]

The she-wolf was eating peacefully when she heard a rustling nearby. Sniffing, having ignored other scents then the deer, she realized it was a foreign scent. Of course, many of these scents were foreign in the new pack land she had come to. She had barely been here a few days, and had barely seen the others. She had yet to even recieve a rank. Nima looked up, then, and heard him speak. When he asked if she was a member of the clan, a slight smile came to her maw.

"So you're not from around here? A spy? Well, spy all you want. I'm new around here. I don't know anything too useful for you." She got up, walking towards him, leaving the carcass behind her. Slowly, surefootedly and in a sort of prancing way, she strolled up to him and brushed her tail against his chest, then up into his face. "Pretty, you say?" She repeated, seeming to think over if this was true or not. "Probably a lie." She said softly, then looked at him with innocent eyes. In a moment the innocence was gone. "Why... If a spy comes here calling the new lady pretty... I'd say he's after something?"

She pranced around him in circles, and when she came around to his side she gave him a light lick on the muzzle. "Why.. Maybe you could get me to let something slip.. pretty doubtful... I'd never betray my new pack. Nothing to betray with, anyway." She said, smiling mischievously. "On the other hand, you've caught my attention. No ones ever thought I was.. pretty... before...." She looked into his eyes.

"Call me Nima, or whatever you like." She said softly, and went around to his side. "You want to know a little bit more about a pretty swamp girl? Or just cut to the chase? Oh.. and.. you'll remember my name, because I am unforgetable."

[adrian]

Adriane smiled at her. "Spying? That's not a very nice way of putting it... though I suppose it might be a term for it." He watched as she pranced nearer, walking in circles and circles around him.

"Nima! Such a pretty name, fit for such a pretty lady." Adriane said happily as the female Sennyo spoke her name. It took him no time at all to come to the conclusion that next it would be his turn to introduce himself. He flicked his ears, his earring jingling along with them. "My name is Adriane Tracy Madison, but you can call me Adriane or Adi or just Adriane if you like!" He babbled. Adriane just babbled on and on until she came in close and licked his muzzle.

His thoughts derailed a bit as he realized something. This female was pretty. Of course he'd already noticed that. But now he was starting to view it from a different light. A slightly deeper light. There was something about her that was different. Almost the same feeling he'd had with a certain female Lyxxus a while back... before she'd disappeared. Adriane had no idea what had happened to her. But now... could he feel it again, with this wolf he'd just met? Maybe.

"Cut to the chase of what?" He asked, truly clueless. That was Adriane for you. He knew what was what at heart, but some things needed explaining to him. Emotional things. So then, feeling a bit flustered, he fell on his fallback question. "Hey! Do you like shiny, pretty pretty metal things! Like this!" He jangled his bangles with a great amount of show. "I could make some for you! It's fun making them!"

[nima]

She circled him, listening and laughing slightly as he said, "Spying? That's not a very nice way of putting it... though I suppose it might be a term for it." He complimented her name, "Nima! Such a pretty name, fit for such a pretty lady." And she smiled and he introduced himself, she had licked his cheek and he was looking twitterpated! She smiled, a feeling tingling in her stomach, as she gazed into his eyes. "Cut to the chase of what?" He asked, totally clueless... She smiled mischievously, then her heart lept as he said he wanted to make her something. He really was fascinating. Different from everyone else. Different. And she liked it; a lot.

"I was meaning.. this.." She said and crawled beneath his chest, rolling onto her back, her body tight against his. "Get it now?" She asked softly. "I want you.. to... give me this... It may lead to puppies, but.. I want it... I want your puppies.. I want you.."

Reaching up, she licked his muzzle. "You ready?" She asked softly. Her eyes were hot and deep into his, her gaze steady and affectionate, heated..seductive. She smiled at him. "Handsome boy, come on.. Adi? Do it.. for me?"