Xion had been too busy surveying the area with her mismatched eyes to even notice anyone else approaching. Her ears flicked backward momentarily at the sound of the unfamiliar voice, and she turned to face its source. "Hello there," she replied simply and politely. "Do you live around here?" The girl had not spent enough time in these lands to distinguish the scents of different packs, so it was difficult for her to determine where this stranger had come from. She looked at him curiously; something about him seemed very different from the wolves she had met in her less than a year of life. Even his voice was somehow accented strangely, a phenomenon which she could not seem to explain to herself.
She was most interested, however, in the oddities on his body. The slashes on his chest reminded her of her mother's scars, or even those of Jefferson. She also noted strange markings on his arms; those couldn't be natural. She had seen these same sorts of things on Daisuke's fur, only they were different images. But what caught her eye were the small metallic pieces hanging from his ears. "Where did you get those things in your ears?" she inquired, suddenly captivated. Something about them appealed to her. Perhaps she could find some of her own? But first, of course, she would need to learn just what they were.
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