The Smell of Fruit(Inaba/Open)

[Shallot]

From the air, Shallot spotted a grove of tree's she had never seen before. Curious as to what was hidden under the branches of the tree's she looked for a place to land. After a moment of looking she spotted a small opening in the canopy and flew down.

After a somewhat tricky landing Shallot took a deep breath in, smiling a bit at the smell of the sweet fruits all around her. She wandered around a bit, having no where to go and not really sure where she should be. She spotted a large tree with enough shade to cover her with. She trotted towards it eager to rest after a hours of flying. When she got to the base of the tree Shallot laid down with her head resting between her paws, her ice blue eyes still wide open.


OOC: >_< Lame post I know

[°Inaba°]

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[atrb=background,http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/winkatuck/inabatablefincopy-1-3-1.png] Inaba stopped to smell a couple flowers along the way and found she loathed them for keeping such a nice and natural aroma while she simply brought an unruly scent rolling along the plains. This caused the young mortui to roll in the flowers and pluck a few and prop them between her ears in hopes of making a better appearance and to help hide the horrible odor wafting off of her. She saw another wolf up ahead and used her hallucinations to make her look as presentable as possible. Inaba couldn't help but wag her simple ghost of a tail as if she still had one, approaching the other wolf. A smug and friendly smile across her soft features. She would've made quite the beautiful lupuse. "Hai..." she felt blush rush to her cheeks as she too a seat a foot or two away from the other winged wolf. Her insides churning for acceptance by others, and if she truly had eaten recently... the stress would probably made her throw up.

[Shallot]

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/sback-4.jpg] [scrolly:h(440), w(340),sy] Shallot detected a slight odor, something she had never smelt before, she looked up to see a beautiful image of a Lupus that approached her resting spot. She had never been under the charm of a hallucination before and she was completely unaware that the wolf was not a Lupus but a Mortui. The sun shining on the blue fur that rested on the top of the strange wolf's head, making it look like a sparkling gemstone. The flower behind the wolf's ear contrasted perfectly with the gorgeous blue fur it was nestled next to. For a split-second Shallot felt a twinge of jealousy for the splendor of the Lupus’s coat. Ha, who am I kidding, the only thing looks like that would do for me is cause me more trouble then I already have to deal with. Shallot saw the she-wolf’s cheeks flush pink when she uttered a polite hello, and sensed a bit of nervousness in the beautiful creature. “Hello” Shallot replied, her throat was dry from going most of the day without taking to anyone, making it sound more harsh then she intended to be. Usually Shallot didn’t care if other wolves thought she was cruel but the kindness she had been exposed to over the past few weeks made her feel a little bad for this wolf. Trying to make her voice a little softer but not even close to what most would think of as welcoming, she added “My name is Shallot” [/scrolly]

[°Inaba°]

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[atrb=background,http://i132.photobucket.com/albums/q21/winkatuck/inabatablefincopy-1-3-1.png] Inaba was unsure what to do at this point, every bit of her screamed to run and stay quiet. She felt it awkward to speak her name then remain silent though. What to do? This other wolf did not seem the most friendly either. Would she attack the mortui for no apparent reason? Would she if she found out what a monster Inaba truly was underneath all her illusions? She felt she needed a reason to hug the ground and be able to speak properly. Maybe she could just appear that formal? Taking her leave to do so, she slowly set her forepaws and chin against the ground in hopes the other did not hear her jaw clack. "A pleasure to make your acquaintance..." she muttered.

[Shallot]

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/sback-4.jpg] [scrolly:h(440), w(340),sy] Shallot watched the wolf lay down before it spoke. That’s strange….eh maybe it’s polite to do where she’s from. Shallot stared at the wolf for a little while. Feeling the awkward silence that filled the air between them she searched her brain for what to say. Thinking back to the times she had had conversations with other wolves she mustered up the courage to continue speaking. “So….um…..where are you from.” Hoping that this was what she was supposed to do, Shallot waited nervously for the reply. [/scrolly]