04-12-2012, 03:34 PM
Fritz had been invited by Selene to travel with her for a bit and he had little reason to say no to her. He wasn’t sure how well he fit in here anyways. But before he could travel, he needed to pack up and take care of a few things. He also hoped that he could talk to the two people that had caused Selene to leave Casa.
Of course, he had no idea what Ismeme smelled like and the description that he was given could have fit any number of females. So he would hope that he would come upon her before he left. He supposed that if he could scent Hadley on her, she was likely the female he was looking for. Not that he planned on being mean to her but he wanted to find out why she had hurt his friend. Selene was more than that but he hadn’t really said anything about it to anyone but Selene.
He got Anton ready and led him out of the stable and over to the edge of Casa. He would start riding when he left the packlands. He walked and soon came upon a female the fit the description but there were two ways to find out. First was to see if he could smell Hadley on her and the other was to simply ask. So he chose the latter. ”Miss, might you be Ismeme?” His tone wasn’t exactly cold since it might not be her but it was still polite.
Of course, he had no idea what Ismeme smelled like and the description that he was given could have fit any number of females. So he would hope that he would come upon her before he left. He supposed that if he could scent Hadley on her, she was likely the female he was looking for. Not that he planned on being mean to her but he wanted to find out why she had hurt his friend. Selene was more than that but he hadn’t really said anything about it to anyone but Selene.
He got Anton ready and led him out of the stable and over to the edge of Casa. He would start riding when he left the packlands. He walked and soon came upon a female the fit the description but there were two ways to find out. First was to see if he could smell Hadley on her and the other was to simply ask. So he chose the latter. ”Miss, might you be Ismeme?” His tone wasn’t exactly cold since it might not be her but it was still polite.