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ems is by nat.

ooc; maybes they can flirt a little? give ems some experience in the dude department. xD

Her presence was noticed immediately and inviting words followed, to which she answered with a subtle dip of her head. The woman stepped onto the rocky outcropping, not worrying about her feline charges behind her. They were old enough to clamber up things bigger then them and they needed climbing practice anyways, Emmanuelle enjoyed hunting from the tree branches and her hunting companions needed to keep up with her smooth transitions from branch to branch. The moss that was scattered about the outcropping was cool and it felt spongy and refreshing on her pawpads, bringing a small smile to her feminine facial features.


Gracefully she seated herself to the side of the strange male, though leaving about another bodies distance between them so she didn't invade his personal space, some luperci were particular about such things. In her movement she had pretended to miss his appreciative gaze but she had seen it, and heat rose to her cheeks - if the area weren't covered with thick fur she would be red all over in naive embarrassment. Taking her time she curiously looked him over as well, though much more subtly then he had. Her mis-matched eyes slid down his muscular physic and landed on his clothing, something which she cocked her head at and shot him a questioning look.


Through her travels she had never seen any Luperci with clothing on, sure, she herself owned a cloak but that was simply fastened around her neck most times, actually wearing pants or a shirt seemed like a foreign idea to the yearling. " You wear clothing? " She questioned, already knowing the answer but wanting to know why. Shaking her head she cleared her throat and spoke to him again, this time her voice lightly apologetic. " Sorry, my name is Emmanuelle Brenna.. May I have your name? " She questioned, catching his curiously colored gaze. He had such a pretty eye color. Her own gaze was bi-colored, one eye a pretty forest green and the other a light-grey blue but she didn't think about it often.


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