The Church female was always a bit easier to approach another female, her history of trusting males had not always ended well. The scars that the now dead black and white wolf had left her would always remain. They were hidden by her thick Earth hued coat, though to even a gentle touch they could be felt. They had been laid deep into her skin, and Mati would never forget the night that it had happened. So it was easy for her to draw near the Dahlian woman, who gave the Dreamer a smile as she spoke.
Mati took in her name, placing it to the miss matched eyes that she wore and the soft lines of her face. Bris spoke of a lake, and it was one that Mati did not know of. The only lake was the one her pack claimed, but she didn’t think it was what Bris was thinking of. I’m Mati Church of Crimson Dreams. She introduced herself with a smile to match the white coated woman’s . Oh, I didn’t know there was a lake in this region, Her tone was light and mater of fact. She was unsure if Bris had given her a bit of an invitation and the fey couldn’t help but become curious, is it far?
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