he'll always be another one of us

[Tatiana Carrow]

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OOC here!

It seemed as if her presence was disturbing the stranger, and that didn't sit well with Tatiana. The male seemed scared of her, and she noticed that he had indeed picked up on her scent - looking towards the wilderness, but missing her location. She wasn't too far from his gaze, situated in the dark. Yet he was blind to her; so she decided to make herself known. As she emerged she heard the male call out, introducing himself as Claudius. Interesting name, and not as strange as the other names she had heard so far. That meant there were others here that were of varying origins, much like herself. One thing the girl noticed was his stutter; it was a peculiar quirk, but one she would not question. Some wolves were nervous and held a stutter to their speech, while others had been though a trauma - at times, head wounds could cause the stuttering. Perhaps the way Claudius spoke was because of his recent little tumble? Although that would cause some sort of bloody mess, if it had been a sufficient blow. His fall had been bloodless - Tatiana shook her head in an attempt to shut her brain up, and took a few steps out of the shadows.

"Hello there," She tried to sound as bright and friendly as she could, but there was an underlying nervousness to her own voice. An apprehesion. "I'm sorry for disturbing you, Claudius. My name is Tatiana," The sun coursed down from the heavens and ignited the reds within her pelt, making those orange eyes of hers glow like fire. "I.. I saw you fall, are you alright?" The concern overtook her nerves for a moment and she came closer, head tilting as she sniffed at the air, indicating that she wanted to give him a look over. She wasn't going to invade his space any more than he would allow, of course, especially when he was so scared.