Let's Try This Again

Ralla · 01-30-2011, 10:17 PM

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And it is a very nice table indeed ^w^ Btw, the bolded and italicized words in this post means Noss is talking, just to separate their dialogue >.>

Ralla heard rather than saw Strel coming, at first. The brittle snow saw to that; no wolf could be completely, silently graceful in the stuff. She smiled her trademark smile, watching as stepped forward to greet the redhead first. She was pleased to see her brother acting openly about something; it was high time, too. Noss's face had burst into his own signature smirk--something he only showed when in a good mood--and went to stand in front of Strel for a minute. She stood politely back, allowing the two of them to greet each other after such a time of being away, Sugar also being ever patient behind her. By the moon that horse had shown loyalty, following Ralla all over creation.

"It's more about what she wants from you...for now," Noss said with a bit of an underlying motive hidden beneath the words, saying them close to Strel's ear, both playfully and with ulterior hint. He knew his little sister wanted a private audience with Strel, and since she was neither a male nor a threat, he didn't mind. He wouldn't force Strel to speak with her, but since he had told the both of them that he loved the redheaded tailor... Interaction seemed almost the natural thing to allow, rather than distant wonder. Standing back up straight, he twisted his neck to get the kinks out, nonchalantly stating; "Needed a fresh scent trail," as if it were obvious that he got lost easily and needed a fresh scent to follow back to the hotel. Not that he would've said out loud that his navigation sucked anyway, but there it was. Smirking haughtily, Noss began the trek back to the hotel then, leaving his little sister with his sarcastic lover.

Ralla watched the exchange and couldn't help but feel a little like she was intruding as she watched, but the feeling passed when Noss left the two of them and she stood, grinning like a fool. For a few more long moments she just looked at Strel, for the first time being able to fully take him in and his appearance, but she was more interested in his personality--his being--than just his fur color or physique. Noss could've gone for any man--or woman, should she fit his profiling--and wouldn't have cared if they were the most gorgeous or most homely wolves on earth; what mattered to him was what was on the inside. Stepping forward, arms holding each other behind her back, Ralla circled Strel a few times before reappearing in front of him, green eyes kindling with mischievious mirth. "So... Has Brother been treating you well?" she asked with a child-like innocence. She would continue her questioning until she was satisfied; it was just in her nature to be joyous, determined, and, above all, curious. "He's told me a lot about you," she said, almost trying to bait Strel, trying to see what kind of wolf he was. Ralla rarely--if ever--took part in any sort of subterfuge, but when she was curious...she preferred to refer to it as 'friendly investigation'.

Moon walks. "Moon talks." Moon thinks.

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