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ooc text: Sorry if I blabbered a bit in the first paragraph; its just Elaine's way of thinking. <3

Elaine was stepped down a cobbled stone road, her footsteps pattering softly against the cold, olden street. Though there was a small path where no snow could be seen because of many paws crunching it into nothing, it was still a chilly touch to the Lovato woman's paw pads. Sometimes, her stray thoughts often lead her to thinking why can't someone made some sort of projection of Luperci feet? Then again, it'd be strange strutting around in some cloth over your toes, her reasonable side contradicted. This is how she usually spent her time, arguing in her mind about the good and bad points about the strangest of topics.

Her nose was shoved into a book with a faded front, with a pencil clutched in her left hand as she scribbled down notes in it. Every so often, Elaine would glance at one or two buildings, pausing for a moment to take a good gander at them. Then, she'd shove the book back up to her face and documented something; she was told that she could take residence in one of the emptied houses in Thornbury, and she was making a small compile of information for each house she passed, to pick the best one. She walked past two human-abandoned stores, and as predicted she looked up at them for their flaws and strengths. But, both had the scent of canines, and they looked occupied. Elaine thought that maybe she was finally come up to the cluster of wolves who already taken home here, and scrawled down that these two homes were taken.

After she walked away from the two stores she took a turn to the left. She continued down the street, still scribbling down notes when she pasted up another taken house on the right to her. There was fresh canine scent there as well, so she didn't have to look up to see that it was taken. But, Elaine's dark mocha ears twitched; she heard the sound of an unknown noise that she had never heard before, but it was undoubtedly music. She then stopped in her tracks, and peered over her little book. There was a man on the porch, holding something long and circled near his mouth. "Hi,"she greeted quietly, her ears perking forward with interest at the music. It was unfamiliar to her, but it sounded nice, and it made her want to pull out her guitar that was slung over her back and start to strum along with the male.

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ooc text: Elaine is eepish xD

The young woman's shoulder shrunk as Shawchert gave he a moment of the evil eye. She saw some type of hunger flash in his dark blue eyes, and though part of her mind was full of a spurt of fear, Elaine wondered if he was starving. It was winter, where food was hardest to find, and she wondered if the man assumed that she had come here to ask for something to eat. Though the hunting was harder up more north than her home, she saved whatever food she gather, wither it be nuts in a small jar, or salted meat to keep them fresh. That reminded Elaine of something, and thought about reaching into her bag for something, but decided against the movement, since it might spook the male and make him think she was maybe grabbing a weapon.

Whatever hostile that he was glaring at her with, it soon washed away with a long blink of his eyes, and the Lovato relaxed her muscles, though she stayed slightly hunched; when Shawchert was sitting, he seemed normal sized. But, as he stood upright, he towered above her, which made her feel like a pup compared to a parent. "You must be new here, I am Shawchert, the alpha… or Capitano to Cercatori." This was the leader? Elaine gulped inaudibly, when she suspected that she did not make a great impression on her Capitano just with her presence.

"M-my name is Elaine Lovato,"she squeaked, her voice silenced compared to the giant's. Though she knew she would not be harmed by him, she still felt uncomfortable by his height. But, she gave her mind a mental shake, and straighten up from her crouch posture; it'd probably be bad if she shows weakness in front of her leader. Now, she spoke more clearly and firmly,"I'm a new singer. Skye Collins accepted yesterday." Again, she kept her words short but telling him all he needed to know instead of drawing them out. Since it seemed that the man was not as badgered as a moment before, Elaine stuffed her pencil and book into a bag that laid against her hip, and dug around for a moment. Since she was in the presence of her leader, she had to bear him a gift that not only will he appreciate, but looked like he needed; at least, that what she hoped, and she was too polite to give him nothing when he and Skye provided her a home.

"Here,"she murmured after finally retrieving what she was digging around for. It was a piece of clean cloth, but a meaty scent wavered off of it, and it in contained meat of a hare she hunted the day before she joined Cercatori d'Arte, and it was still fresh from being kept away from the cold and salted. It was going to be her lunch, but she could tell that he needed it more than her, and she could do without a meal. Besides, Elaine did not want to risk having a fight because of Shawchert's uncured hunger.

Coding by Sie.
ooc text: Btw, this is the house that I want Elaine to claim for now. If you don't mind, that little patch of dirt can be her backyard? xD After the storm, she may want to move into the stone house behind that tree to spare less work, or will help with the efforts of restoring the house as well as the other homes.

Elaine was not the one to quickly jump to conclusions, since she lacked criticizing qualities. Though she may not seem like it, she was a good judge of character. She barely assumed a person just by their looks, credited to her open mind. But, in situations like this, she would get nervous and fidget when she encounters something out of her own norm that she will have to recognized and overcome. Yet, she pass this fairly quickly, and tried to focus on how nice Shawchert was being and of not his daunting size.

"I am sorry for my reaction, we have been having some trouble with trespassers here lately." "Trespassers?"the Lovato girl echoed in confusion, not learning from Skye that wolves have been crossing onto Cercatori d'Arte. The Collins woman did not seem fretful at the borders, or she must have known that Elaine was a potential member and not a potential enemy. Even though she only joined not even a day ago, her caramel brown fur prickled with uneasiness like ants crawling under her skin at the thoughts of outsiders sneaking their ways into her new home. Imaging that they were taking food from someone who needed it made her want to curl her lips in disgust, but she smoothed her face as it crinkled in the beginning of one. If I ever see them cross over the borders as much as an inch..., she threatened in her mind.

She shook away the dire thoughts with a quick shake of her ears, as if she was freeing a stray flake of snow from her ear. "You are a singer hmmm? I know another who is a singer as well, her name is Sky. Well.. Sky Katruk." Elaine thought for a moment Shawchert meant Skye Collins, and momentary wondered why the creamy female did not mention it to her. But, her curiosity was soon set straight as the Capitano quickly corrected himself. I will have to meet Sky soon,she thought hastily, hoping that their meeting could be sooner than later, since she wanted to share what knowledge the Katruk woman had.

Elaine let a small, modest smile as the man eagerly took a piece of the meat and wolfed it down - no pun intended. She nodded when he gave his thanks in an unspoken you're welcome. "Yes; in fact, I was looking for a suitable home,"she informed her leader. "I heard there was a small wooden house that no one had claimed yet due south, but I was also checking on the other dwellings in case I change my mind." The Lovato had rather not lived in a store, since she was a woman of few possessions as of now, so she had no need to take over so much unneeded space. Besides, her old home was a wooden building, and she would feel more comfortable in a small haunt than a large one like her childhood "den".

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ooc text: It was no wait at all. Btw, I'm assuming that Shaw is following after Elaine when she starts to walk down the road, so I hope you don't mind. <3

The young woman was glad that Shawchert seemed to be enjoying his meal, but she was still uneasy by the fact that people had been trespassing. Elaine never had to deal with hostile wolves, since she never gotten in a fight, nor met a canine with an ill-temper. Even when she lived near a pack's land when she was a pup, her and her family never faced hardships from them. She was worried for a moment that she will not be able to protect the territories because of her lack of fighting knowledge and experience, even though Skye mentioned that Cercatori d'Arte was peaceful with all the packs. What about the ones who were bounded by no laws and rules? Her stomach felt empty with nervousness, but if she ate anything, it would probably make her get a bellyache. "Don't worry, I think the longer we are here the better things get." Elaine forced herself to take comfort in Shawchert's words, since he should know what he was talking about, being the pack leader.

Her thoughts drifted away from the more pressing topic, and now focused at her current problem: finding a home. It was more calming to discuss this issue, and Elaine quickly forgotten her momentary worries and soon became upbeat again. She smiled as Shawchert suggested his help, though she nearly said there was no need to repay her for the meal. But, she thought twice about it, and maybe that would offend the Menue man that was offering his service for finding a house. "Thank you,"she relied gratefully, and started to walk down the lane, also glad that she was moving her feet again. For the few minutes they had been standing still, she felt air rush under her paw pads, and with some water from her feet making the snow slightly damp from warming it, made her suppress a shiver. Even though she enjoyed the winter wonderland, there was nothing wondrous about cold feet, and still cannot wait for spring to come around the corner.

"Anyway, how's the pack fairing?"she asked Shawchert in hopes of starting a happy conversation. All this talk about hostile forces made her upset, and she did not like to stay in that kind of mood for very long. Hopefully, she could make the Capitano's mind ease and enjoy himself more, letting him let the pressing matters that seemed to haunt his brain out of his train of thought.