it starts ~

[nova ♥]

They always say
time changes things

Dancing; it's what the nomad femme considered the cherry red apples about her doing as the breeze pushed them to and fro. Her startling bright green eyes followed their movements as she padded through the beautiful Torridpack territory. Indeed, she was conscious of this certain area belonging to a group of some sort, but she had yet to figure out the specifics of these lands of Darayn. Neither did she bother worrying about coming across a less-than-friendly, territorial Pack prick. She would deal with that if need be, but the gentle ways nature was greeting each thing of life disagreed with the very possibility that Mialeika might come across hostilities this day. Everything was just so new to her, so exciting and brilliantly created. It seemed the exotic wolf's mind could not contain it all, although it definitely could.

As she wandered the Torridlands aimlessly, one would notice the way her unkept fur swept this way and that, yet still looked soft and clean. They would also note that her coat looked as if a demanding two-year-old had splattered her with the colors she held, and somehow ended with a beautiful creation nonetheless. She was a specimen, at that, one which would attract many a curious eye, because of the colors that seemed so out of place within these inlands.

As her thoughts wandered from one subject to the next, Mialeika found herself stopping quite abruptly to bend her scruffy nape. Her dazzling green eyes took in a fallen apple upon the yellowing grass, as the sun was beating down unforgiving upon each blade. The sight of the fruit made Mia sad. The thought of being separated from such a big family, to watch it from below helplessly, made her heart feel like a weight had been placed upon it. But the nomadic half-breed was down for only a moment, and she nosed the bright red object gently, her nose leaving a small wet spot upon it's shining skin. And, as it rolled to it's side, Mia noticed a worm flailing frantically in a hole that it had dug. Now, she didn't really like worms, but nor did she dislike them. Feeling a sudden, brought-on purpose, Mia picked the apple up gingerly between her jaws, and carried it over to crevice between two branches. She placed the apple there, and backed away two steps promptly, her eyes fully attentive on the tiny, wiggling creature before her, ears pricked intently. Oblivious and unalert to anything that might approach her.

But you actually have
to change them yourself.

Directed to: Asake as Zeedani
Word Count: 418
Comments: I absolutely adore RPing her already!

[Asake~]

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First...

~He was in complete awe, completely engrossed in his surroundings. It was how the sun tinted the land that had Zeedani's jaws slightly parted, his own unique expression of shock as he saw something beautiful. Yet as he looked to his side reflexively, his heart broke, nearly shot in two as he remembered that his femme was not besides him. Honestly, he could not remember how they got separated. The thought of not knowing was an almost heart breaking aspect in itself. They were traveling near a large mountain, a river just besides them... Then, there was an avalanche of sorts. All Zee could remember was that he was hit in the head by a rather large boulder.

Then he drifted, finding himself alongside a river bank that was only about to turn ugly. He got lucky though, should he had fallen into the foaming anger of the river... well he wouldn't have found himself here. Now, Zee pulled his massive bulk forward, blue gaze nearly glowing with curiosity as he looked skywards. Eyes locking onto a tree that was beyond his comprehension! Red fruit hung from them... in his long years. This kind of Fruit and tree combination was unheard of. The vibrant red on green was poetic... Made Zee smile.

Something he had to do. Kima was alive, he felt it in his bones. His gut only worried that he would never find her. Yet, that was not being optimistic... So Zee pushed that away and continued along his way. Slowly moving his paws around the various fallen apples. Enjoying the game as his grin grew larger, glowing in his excitement for seeing such fantastic lands. Yet, no matter how hard he tried... it was odd to be alone after being with someone for so long. He was a Loner... yes, yet that was the hard part.

He was more alert as a by-product. Knowing himself in Pack lands... the only reason why he isn't bolting from this place is because of how the lands were. How vibrant and new they were. Yet, that was not all the unique sights he was to take gratitude from today.

He had to take a moment and double take...

Her scent drifted towards him slowly, yet he had to stop to look at her. Zee has had the pleasure of seeming some unique coats. Yet this femme was... Beautiful, the storm colored brute could not kid himself of the fact. He was a loyal mate, yet he did not stop his male instincts from overriding. All the gal's sight and beauty did for him was make his heart ache more. Make him wish for Kima's presence more. Yet, She was breathtaking for the brute, must just be on how she rang for him. He has been different his entire life. Here, he seemed normal as she seemed different. Refreshing, if not a little refreshing.

Regardless, He was to much a gentleman and wise pup to know when he must be social. In so, Zeedani slowly pulled his weight over. Making sure his presence would be known before he even spoke. Since... well, no matter how unique this femme might seem on the outside. He knew his voice would be the unique part of himself. Yet, Zeedani threw his foolish grin, locking his blue gaze about the femme's figure. Kima always scolded him on how his charm made her do circles, and while Zee was normally too humble to use it on any. He couldn't help the grin, he was just happy to see another wolf in this fantastic local. The fact she was a femme was only a heart teasing back drop.

Now Zee was just near the femme, eye looking to catch hers before he spoke. Yet, he was rather startled to see... Green? Blue eyes were a stretch, yet from where Zee was always raised. Amber/Yellow and maybe even blue were the primary.

These lands were going to be interesting.

" 'ardens der li'le one. Jus' 'ould like tah know if... yah know 'here we beh. " His vocie rolled from his chest. Booming to the ears and full of what can only be as boisterous kindness. A low humming beneath the heavy accent and going with the cadence of his tone. Zee did not notice how his voice worked anymore... yet hearing it when much was new now. Even his voice seemed new...


Newer than he would wish for it to be...

[nova ♥]

They always say
time changes things

It seemed as if her unusual visitor placed himself, in her vision, exactly between the two branches. It was as if he was the only thing in her sight, apart from the bright red apple and it's fragile inhabitant. It was actually rather comical to the small female... but nothing was comical about that wolfish grin that lit his face so suddenly. It seemed to make his unusual blue eyes dance with friendliness, and Mia just couldn't help but react with an equally dazzling smile of her own. Of course, she had been right to trust fate, as usual. It had been nonsense, the thought of coming across the path of a hostile beast. Instead, a fairly handsome, inquisitive fellow just happened to run into her. How splendid this day would be!

Forgetting altogether about her unusual acquaintance with a worm, the nomad refocused her attention upon the newcomer. His fur was beautiful to her, a picture her mind would never paint. It seemed to be black... no, gray... patches upon a snowy white base. Or perhaps that was backward - possibly white patches, upon ash gray? Mia's brow furrowed with temporary confusion as she tried to figure this particular puzzle out. And usually, the color blue that resided within his gaze was cold, unemotional. But his eyes, she soon noticed, was warm, friendly, questioning. Companionable. Fixated upon his sudden appearance, her legs grew stiff as sticks while she flew deeper and deeper into her mind, intrigued by the sight of him, gazing at every little bit of him, unaware that this might possibly make a wolf uncomfortable. But the silence that rested between the two of different sexes didn't seem to be awkward, not to the lass, at least. And what's more, he held no particular scent, his own created from what seemed to be the earth itself. She appraised him more as she realized this, knowing that somehow, he was more like herself than the ones who called these lands their territory.

She was rather startled out of her reverie by the male's husky words. They were scratchy with the length of the time he had not used his vocals, but yet they were gentle and still friendly. She let his foreign accent sink into her veins, not questioning it at all, for she had seen, felt, heard, and encountered much more unusual things as this. Just as she knew her fur was probably rare to him, his voice was rare to her. A distant memory flickered in the back of her mind as she racked her thoughts for an answer. She had heard his accent before - just in the voices of the humans she and her father, Damerae, had neared in her very first inhabitance, Caribbea. Therefore, his words suddenly became a lot easier for Mia to comprehend, and her eyes danced with sudden understanding, glad she had figured this part of her visitor out. "I do not know, lad, I am sorry." Slurred words such as "don't" and "I'm" would not have sounded right rolling off of Mia's pink tongue. For she, as well, held an accent, but it was slight, and did not affect how she spoke her words, as his did. But she did not mind at all. He was intriguing. He was an object of admiration.

But you actually have
to change them yourself.

Directed to: Sakey as Zeedani
Word Count: 554
Comments: *huggles Mia and Zee*

[Asake~]

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~ It took only a highly visible moment for the disappointment of the femme's answer to enter and leave his system. A long tired sigh as he just casually dropped upon his flank. Rather his haunches, the normal alert wolf stance of relaxation. An oxymoron really yet Zee did not care. He was just determined to find a friend in this rogue lands before he spread out his search for Kima. He knew it would be long and grueling should he try this all alone.

Yet, it did not escape the brute's attention. The femme's stretched silence before her rather, ear teasing answer. If he had a charm, she had one all her own. One that held Zeedani despite how much he ignored the bulk of it. Her voice was just so familiar... flowing. Regardless, the overall feel the femme drowned him in was seeping over his resolve. No, He was just confused and overwhelmed. She might just be normal as many, it was just a combination of things.

Regardless, Zee regained his grin as he looked upwards again. Blue gaze affixing themselves on the odd tree about them. Again drawn in by the clash of cold and hot colors. Eyes then dart down again from the femme as he noticed the apple she had cornered herself. Yet it was moving, or rather something inside it was. Zeedani's blue gaze locked onto this immediately as his rested on his belly. His gaze watching the frantic squirming of the limbless beast. Blue gaze brightening with curiosity as his grin turned into a smirk.

Regardless, He quickly threw himself up. Knowing how this might all seem to the femme who he could possibly say was staring at him this entire time. " 'orry, Ye' I beh needin tah ge' 'ovin as 'sual. 'eed tah 'ind meh femme.... Ye'. She 'one missin fer 'ays now. " It began to hurt just voicing the prospect that Kima was gone from his sights. It played in his voice, and in his posture as he looked about towards the horizon. Hoping to see the tannish-cream pelt of his femme just coming over the distance. Yet, it was not going to be so right now.

That and he was a progressive creature. Always wanting to move. He had his awe with the apple trees, and would love to come visit again. Now though, he wanted to move forward. Even if it meant moving in the afternoon sun... something he loathed to do. A rogue thought hitting him as he looked back at the femme he just met, one ear canting while the other went flat against his skull. He rather forgot his manners, and grinned bashfully for such. " Zeedahnee... meh 'ame, Wah beh yers der mon?"

It was a rather simple question. One that held volumes for Zeedani. It told a lot about someone as to what their name meant. What it stood for, Zee's own name stood for Basking Moon. Which was odd as always, His mother would laugh whenever he questioned her for such. In so, he rather ignored the fact his name meant anything but what it was... His name.

Now though, He turned his attention to the femme, Blue eyes roving over her more closely as he tried to intake the various tones and patterns her rather compact figure contained. A countless amount that he could barely comprehend just how many. Yet, as they mixed, there was not a part that was not stunning. As hard as it was to say, Kima had similar patterns... just not as exotic as the pelt was being. His heart tugged silently to realize such a fact... and questioned if that there was some magic being put into play here. Regardless or so, Zeedani was loyal... and would not stray unless he was sure Kima was dead. Which he just refused to believe right now...

Still, awaiting the femme's name, Zee became slightly lost in the green eyes. Such an oddity that he was stunned. Green... Sea Green... like the tint of the ocean, another ploy of magic. Zeedani was sure of it, for his favorite place in the world was the coast. Now here... A femme who symbolized his two favorite loves. Kima, her coat was being worn in a more beautiful fashion here. That and the ocean... in this femme's eyes. Yet, there was a inward staple that did not draw Zee in to deeply. For while she might look the part. This femme could be as evil as the white wolf of the Noir. Haze, Zee believed... He and Ryder back in the old forest.

Now Zeedani sat, grinning quietly. His tail making a slow arc along the ground as his huge mass held itself on the grass, enjoying the sun's heat on a otherwise lazy day. His outside visage calm and collected... yet his inside being was torn and frantic... confused. Awed. Sad. Heart-Broken...

He just wanted proof.

OOC;;
Word count? 810... Woot.

[nova ♥]

They always say
time changes things

The multi-colored female canvas was quite relaxed in this stranger's presence. Usually the physical attributes and unusual tones would put another on guard, wary and watchful. Yet Mia found herself interested in everything to do with him, and her young hormones had absolutely nothing to do with it. For once - and his inquiry had proven it - she found herself in the presence of another who knew as little about these awing lands as she did. And this made her feel safe, so to say. Happy, yes. Intrigued, extremely so. And desperate for more knowledge. She stepped forward, lithely bending her body around the thick trunk of the pretty tree so that she could see and admire his full figure, and be a little more near to him. She did not want him to disappear so suddenly, as he wished, even to look for this true love of his. At the very back of her mind, a spark of disappointment shone through at this particular piece of information. Someone relatable to herself, at long last, and his sights shut to the possibilities of companionship for eternity? Her ears drooped slightly, but only for a moment, as he suddenly pronounced his name for her in that strange tongue of his.

"Zeedani..." she repeated in her own tropical accent, more to become acquainted with the feel of it rolling off her tongue, than to recieve his affirmation that she had spoken thus correctly. Such an unusual, handsome name, yet not unusual at all when she compared it to the striking male before her. It seemed to fit. But whatever could it mean? A mouthful such as that must mean something, just like her father had explained to her what her own four syllable title meant. Her slim head unconsciously tilting to one side, creating a cute look of curiousity, she barked softly, her voice friendly and inquisitive, "What 'tis the meaning of this strange title, Zeedani?" She, too, found herself placing her haunches comfortably among a few fallen apples, many of which were starting to brown, their moisture being seeped out from the intensity of the sun. Although the pretty lass continued to remind herself quite consistently that he wished to leave her presence, she couldn't help but become situated while near him.

Much as he had done, Mia herself forgot her chivaled manners that her father had so sterny formed. A smile playing at her lips sheepishly, eyes alight with their sudden guilt, she added to her question as she awaited his answer (she was incredibly impatient to know more about this brute), her tones high with the tension of catching oneself in a mistake; "Ah! Forgive me, lad. I am Mee-ah-lay-kah." As the stormy-pelted Zeedani had done, she too, said her name slower than usual, letting the pronunciation be known. After getting that formal part of their conversation, if one was to even be held, she felt much more pleased with herself, and had to add, for Zeedani's personal sake of having that much to repeat, "But call me Mia, please. It is much more simple to speak."

But you actually have
to change them yourself.

Directed to: Sakey as Zee
Word Count: 519
Comments: xD 800 is a lot!

[Asake~]

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The best medicine was to distract...

~ Zeedani was becoming more interesting in the vaguely familiar tones this femme was employing. Kima was in the back of his mind, yet to save himself the depressing sapping of energy, he had to forget for a moment as to keep who he was intact. His femme would kill him for changing... as he always tried. Regardless, Zee smirked at the femme's name. Yet, he kept latching on the fact that she dropped 'lad' into her wording. Odd as it was, it made him grin spontaneously, mainly for the fact that he never considered himself a lad... only a foolish pup.

Now, Zee tilted his head, cocking an eyebrow with a chuckle. A deep resounding sound as his Chuckle shook his core. Something he loved to do was laugh, the laughter always vibrated his core. Much as it did, Zee then smiled as he said the femme's name. " 'ell, Mia... Ih beh no' ah 'ig fan of meh 'eaning. 'askin Moon, 'as wha' dah voice meh mo'her 'old meh. " His voiced continue, working out of hoarseness as he inhaled the scents around him. The more predominate being that of the femme. Not a single pack banner upon her. That was the main reason why he was so relaxed. She was not part of any pack, which meant he was not in any real danger yet.

" 'eems 'ou 'ave one wi'h ah 'eanin naw? Fer dis no' some'in all 'olves have dees days. " He stated a moment before focusing on the femme again. Now just noticing the soft tangy scent from distant lands upon the femme. Taking involuntary deep breaths for the sake of it. Regardless, Zee was sure his restlessness was showing. He knew how much that might make him off as rude, so he calmed himself. Relaxing deeper on the grass. Noting the sun as being at its highest. The worst time to be traveling.

Regardless, He was rather content with this little conversation. Finding a certain degree of calming joy in it. He has been wandering for a few days now. Wallowing in the newly formed loneliness that he was forced into. Yet, in that time he has seen so many things. SO many things that just made his jaw drop. Nearly made him fall over in astonishment. Then there was today... the first wolf he had the pleasure to meet was a femme that resembled him so much. Such a teasing fact in itself. Zee could not help but grin foolishly at the thought. The pup smiling on the fact that he couldn't much believe his luck.

Yet, all Zeedani wanted right now was conversation. Maybe seeing a bit more of this little patch of trees before he headed off to the next area.

[nova ♥]

They always say
time changes things

The patchy femme couldn't help but notice how her name, spoken in his strange yet comforting accent, sounded nice, even right. But she wouldn't go so far as to say right, for Mia was such a simple name. 'Askin moon... she took in his words, twisting them around in her mind, fitting his strange lilt to words that she knew, all the while still gazing intently upon his handsome figure, striking sea-green eyes locked upon his own unusual sky blue ones. Masking moon? Basking moon. Fitting them both to his features, she found the description 'basking moon' to be about right, and a smile lit her face once more. "My own be My Night Beauty... me papa named me so." A clouded, distant look crossed her pretty orbs, but for only a moment or two, as she reminisced upon her dearly missed father. As quickly as it flashed, it disappeared as she noticed his unrest... that of a traveler, much similar to herself. And although she was very much cherishing her the seasonal surroundings about her, she, too, felt the need to move on. But all the while she had been within Darayn, she had felt the need to force herself to move slower, take in everything. For there was only so much each land could give, and she couldn't stand the thought of becoming bored with these beautiful terraces.

Flexing her beige-colored paws without thought of it, Mialeika racked her mind for more conversation starters. It didn't take long to find something to converse upon, for the excitement of meeting someone like her was making her thoughts do frenzies. "You seem to be naught from these lands, Zeedani... where have you travelled from?" The curiosity was eminent upon her endearing features, eyes lighting up at the thought of having knowledge of this handsome, stormy brute, tail wagging slightly, involuntarily. The faint smile was still plastered upon her maw, and still very much genuine and real. While she once again waited for the answer she wanted so greedily, she found her mind wandering to ideas and ponderings that she would never dare speak aloud. For instance, who was this lover of his, that he would have to abandon the company of someone similar to himself? And why did he look so unique when compared to the native wolves here that she had seen from distances, although she herself must look more more exotic and unique?... her unanswered questions were like flies upon horses, buzzing at the defenses of her mind, attacking her will for courtesy. Shaking her mottled head ever so slightly, Mia refocused upon this rare specimen that was Zeedani. So intriguing to her, she couldn't help but become frightened and disorderly at the thought of him leaving her so suddenly, after just meeting.

But you actually have
to change them yourself.

Directed to: Sakey as Zee
Word Count: 465
Comments: Not the best, but -shrugs-

[Asake~]

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My Night Beauty...

~ Something so familiar about it. Yet all Zeedani could place next to such a meaning was that his own mother was superstitious. Magical so to say, able to call rainstorms in her stories. His unknown father was said to lift mountains, odd even to the older Zee now. Yet, it all just wanted to unwind when Mia talked.

Now though, he was pressing his mind to go beyond what it could remember. He had glimpses of the land he was born to, yet cannot fully grasp the picture. The images in his head becoming blurry and muddled the harder he concentrated. Until it all melded together in a gray mess. It was saddening, and it showed tightly upon Zee's expression. " Ih... canno' 'ecall. " It was like admitting that he was dead. Like he was no longer complete in this world. That was the sad truth. He could not place it any other way. Yet, Regardless... sitting here crying was not going to turn the sun.

So he sprung up, a rather energetic and carefree move. Dainty maybe, compared to his large size. The sun was starting to wane down and clouds have began to roll in. Dark clouds really, yet it has not threatened to become dangerous... well Zee was sure that there were caves about. A good shelter should the weather go rough. That and Zeedani was looking forward to the rain, something he was sure to be new in this amazing place.

" Wha' abou' ah 'alk eh? Would 'njoy de 'ompany. " He flashed his foolish grin as he took a step towards his normal intended path, heading towards the approaching clouds. Already he could feel the approaching winds and that was sticky and warm, an apprehending that meant this might be the last rain for quite some time. " Dat beh ih ya wan' Mia... 'ill no' force yah. " He assured with his grin. Before walking towards his predetermined route. Already looking forward to the little rain droplets. That and just the fun little feeling that came with being in a storm.

So he began to walk, sidestepping fallen apples and enjoying the warmth of the sun before it would become shrouded in clouds. His grin becoming obnoxious as he pondered where to go next. Maybe finding Kima on his way, Yet after only a few more steps... Zee stopped. Looking over his shoulder for Mia, not really willing to upright abandon a newer friend that he just met. " Wha' abou' ya Mia? Such ah beau'y 'ould no' beh from 'ere nah? "

OOC::

Sorry for any grammar errors or such. Had to do this on the fly.

[nova ♥]

They always say
time changes things

It seemed as if the menacing dark gray clouds barreled in within seconds, obscuring the scorching sun with their overcast heaps of fluff. Such a sight Mia had not seen all the while she'd been in these breathtaking lands, and she couldn't help but raise her head and stare up at the sky with her dancing green eyes. This was beyond her, and frankly, she believed it must be very rare lately. She knew the heat of the past few days, knew it to be a constant warning of an intensely dry drought season. She had experienced so in the desert area she had travelled through with her father. But alas, she had never, in all her life, seen such towering coal-like clouds, not even in Caribbea, the rainforest with canopies that hid the sky behind them. She had, more often than naught, felt the dribbles of rain falling from leaves and branches though, and she had loved the chilled, calming feeling that the drops of water had given her.

Drip. The very first raindrop seemed to fall and splash smack upon her moist black nose. Going cross-eyed for a split second, Mia's eyes closed tightly as she sneezed, her ears flattening momentarily against the movement of her body. Blinking as though dazed, her eyes blurred, then slowly refocused, and she looked at Zeedani with an astonished expression. A sudden, brilliant burst of a grin crossed her features, brightening her beauty tenfold, and she jumped unexpectedly in the air, catching the next drop that she could see upon her lolling tongue. A stifled giggle found it's escape through Mia's open mouth, and the tinkling sound shook her sides steadily. "What about a walk eh? Would enjoy the company." The multi-colored femme's quick mind translated his intoxicating accent into what would seem like normal words without her even trying. It was a piece of squirrel, trying to figure out what this Zeedani was saying, after hearing his foreign tongue speak for the first time. Her romping stopped immediately, and her tail wagged at the thought of joining him.

Taking a very slight, hesitant step towards the handsome brute, Mia's ears honed in upon his last sentence... a beauty? She had heard it before, but had never taken it to mind - until now, that was for sure. A beauty... her mind seemed to coo at her, and her eyes sparkled with their pleasure at being given such a compliment. But Mia quickly paused, a different, less welcoming thought coming to attention. "But what about this lover of yours, Zeedani? Would she not mind me accompanying you, speaking to you like this?" Worry furrowed her elegant red-brown brow, an emotion that rarely ever crossed her features. She did not like the idea of having to leave such a friendly, intriguing, handsome new acquaintance such as himself, she didn't like it at all. Her pose stayed rooted to the spot, one paw still held in the air daintily as she analyzed this new, small dilemma, hoping that his lover, whomever she was, would not mind her beloved Zeedani starting a possible friendship with another female. Or maybe more... No. Mialeika's ear flicked three or four times continuously, trying to rid herself of this attractive yet out-of-bounds thought from her mind without making too much of a scene. She would stroll with this nomad, would she not? There was nothing wrong with that. There had to be nothing wrong with that. Mia bristled as her mind shied away from the vision of having to travel on her own once more after meeting such an awing creature.

But you actually have
to change them yourself.

Directed to: Sakey as Zee
Word Count: 602
Comments: I love this post.

[Asake~]

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~ The fact that Mia hesitated. Then even questioned the rightness of this little walk was more than enough to shred any doubts. It was just how she paused, holding her position as she awaited his assurance that nothing was wrong. It was a subtle change in curiosity that skyrocketed Mia in Zee's opinion. A wolf of dark intentions would have played around the invitation, not wholly stop like this. The storm brute's grin only grew more, and was more genuine now. " Ih 'nly beh spea'in dah tru'h ish all. " He voiced, reassureing and putting a kind note in his voice. In desperate hoping to the brink of his soul that he had found a genuine wolf here. Not just some snaking mind player as he has seen before." 'he would no' wan' meh tah go 'lon ei'her... If... she s'ill beh brea'hin. " Zee could not help how his voice went downwards, his grin faltering as he tried to remember how they got split. The odds that Kima could still be alive, were slim. She might have been a tough femme, yet it just seemed to much to hope for. Since they could have gotten split up as they fell down the river. Or... Zee might have fallen by himself. For all he knew, Kima could be some years travel away. He just had to make due.

" 'ome if yah wan'... Wish tah ge' 'ome wah 'efore dah rain 'urns 'eadly. " He grinned at the thought of being foolish again. His defining trait as the first few drops began to melt onto his pelt, sinking into the guard hairs. Before he knew it, the beginning light shower was starting, a clean sheet of sprinkling that did nothing for the imagination. Yet was soothing in how it was. Zee picked a lazy pace as he worked along towards nowhere. Enjoying the scent of fresh rain and valiant trees, then he gazed back at the femme. Grinning kindly as he restated his question. " 'evah 'old meh ye'... Wha' abou' yah now Mia? "

He was actually interested. For this femme seemed too out of the ordinary to be native to this land. A big thing to say since everything was exotic, and the fact that she stood out in a already foreign area? Well it was breath taking. It was relaxing to know he was not alone in being stranded in these areas. Yet, he was a little unnerved that things were starting to roll along quickly already. He was in pack lands... and a storm was blowing in, to much for one to handle in one day supposedly. That with the meeting of this femme, if the storm got worse. Well he was to much a gentleman to leave her for his own safety. So they might be stuck in acquaintance for some time now. Regardless, Basking in the now darker hues of lights. Zee grinned, Ears perking to catch Mia's accented voice through the light rain. The worse of the downpour was only to begin... then he might have to find some shelter for them both.

He was always good at that.