01-30-2011, 01:14 AM
Quote:OoC: Not one iota do I mind.
The golden-pelted foreigner lifted her small muzzle to the sky. She had heard his footsteps, caught his scent too late as the wind shifted. She half-glared, half-gazed lazily, having not wanted her solitude to be broken. Her ears pulled back in the typical wolf's expression of suspicion, her eyes narrowing. The territory was claimless, packless, responsibility-less. Like her, it was alone. Rewdeynetya wanted to keep it that way, but alas, she had no control over another's free will. Then again, considering the implications of such, she would rather not want to.
It looked as if Rewdeynetya would take offence to the presence of the other Optime. However, she merely turned away, slowly walking on all forms as if she were in a Halfling's body. There was almost a sauropod-like movement to her figure, her head bobbing with every step, as if she were trying to match a Lupus's movements to another body. It was simply force of habit, having spent so much time in the feral body in her homeland. Just as the northern one had felt ashamed of his Optime, Rewdeynetya felt shame towards her Lupus. Then there was the paranoia of that form being recognized....
She didn't look back, that creature Jaden had never seen. Not one acknowledgement, glance or otherwise beyond that stare of suspicion. It would be up to him to follow the Nile's former inhabitant, or keep to his own business and keep staring at the sea. Rewdeynetya would keep moving as long as she could, either way.